Jay Fazo Music, J.Rosario - Minimalistic Lyrics

I'm minimalistic
Do you know what it's like with no food in the kitchen
But still dirty the dishes
I Stepped outta the game but my brothers still whipping
But don't get it twisted
I can still get them grips in packs like it's Christmas
I'm taxing like Interest
They slept on my name now they taking an interest

As a kid growing up eating cereal all of the spoons had a black tint
If you weren't raised around addiction be happy you didn't that just be a reference you Might miss
Never thought life would be like this
Gotta go hard so my kids life ain't like this
To my name they be taking an Interest bout to blow up like gas lit on a witness
Let me tell you the difference
The key is persistence, hustle, ambition
Always knew I was gifted
Fell in love with the money as soon as the lick hit
Dropped outta school on some dumb shit
Thought I could trap forever till I had kids
That's when I realized what the trap is
Stuck in the system relapsing
Stuck in the system what happened
I've been cleaning up like a napkin
I've been focused up like a canon
Stuck in the system what happened
I've been cleaning up like a napkin
I've been focused up like a

I'm minimalistic
Do you know what it's like with no food in the kitchen
But still dirty the dishes
I Stepped outta the game but my brothers still whippin'
But don't get it twisted
I can still get them grips in packs like it's Christmas
I'm taxing like Interest
They slept on my name now they taking an interest

Couple thou for the watch
23 on the Glock
Red dot on the opps
Street music for the... block
Back woods when i lite up
Henny bottle no white cups
Pull up n then i light up
Like a plumber ill pipe something... shittt
Riding round wit the 2 sticks
Double 9 wit the 2 spliffs
Yak spilling got the crew lit
Give a fuck whover you wit
Like the top off i'm roofless, shitt
Been the same we don't change up
In my lane till i came up
Except now i ain't broke lil bitch got the scale, lil money an my name up
So fuck wit me now n imma look out
If ever u down
I'll pull u back up n then lend u a thou
Hit a few licks Then we back on the prowl
Ain't no waiting if the time is now
Shit i the need the fish stank
I Need the whip cranked
Big fish so imma need a big tank and
Money long so imma need a big bank

I'm minimalistic
Do you know what it's like with no food in the kitchen
But still dirty the dishes
I Stepped outta the game but my brothers still whippin'
But don't get it twisted
I can still get them grips in packs like it's Christmas
I'm taxing like Interest
They slept on my name now they taking an interest