An Old Friend - Cold in April Lyrics

Right now I'm at a job that's so far from my career
I ain't on Facebook trynna follow my peers
If it ain't about music I'll prolly just disappear
F*ck what they think I'm arguing wit the mirror
If I don't text you back I'm focusing on these raps
You can ask jay my nigga that's all facts
Soda wit the top gon missing that's no cap
I done had friends that told me I can't rap
Let me turn around before you stab me in the back
I been on my grind like tony hawk in his prime
This a second job that I'm working full time
But no money on my taxes like money under the mattress
On my young money I wanna f*ck every actress
And every goal I make I promise that ima pass it
F*ckin to my music so now she feeling fantastic
She gon down play it but say I'm better than average
I'll never stop working not even when I get mad rich
Only way I'll stop is if they put me in a casket
Until then
I show my hand
I'm all in
A young nigga
Gary Clark
I'm ballin
All about delivery like orders that get called in
Always on time don't miss a day i never call in
These chicks like dominos on how they be falling
By the wrong touch using niggas for a crutch
I ain't got no money till my wallet bout to bust
There's very few people that can really have my trust
Gave people my heart they crushed it turned it to dust
My mama taught me confidence swear to god that's a must
She told me if they look good that should only be a plus
And really find a girl who hold me down when it gets tough

Your friends tell you rumors but I know you have more faith in us
Those the same girls that be talking shit when you on ya shit
I'm positive
If you don't like me I know what the problems is
I'm just living life and I ain't caught up with the politics
I ain't really into people that be quick to flip the switch
I know you had a dark past but I can make it lit again
Only see green like alcoholics with Heineken
Angel on probation I don't know when ima sin again
Lost a lot of homies I don't know if we'll be friends again
We ain't end up bad we was all just chasing bags
Think my eyes travel the way that they carry bags
I don't get sleep I know my body get mad
I told myself by 30 I should probably be a dad
And if it don't happen I'll prolly just have to laugh
And think about the love that I wasted in the past
Broke my own heart I swear it's still in a cast
Life a reality show but you get to pick the cast
Know I wear a mask if you out the loop please don't ask
Just listen back
All of my tracks
All facts
They say this still a hobby till I go and get a stack
I'd rather take my time write it down than sound wack
A lot of y'all can freestyle but can't produce a track
This might of took a week cause I'm careful on how I speak
Me and destiny like old friends love hide n seek