Foster - Toast Lyrics

Office late hours to skate way ahead of you
Working I'm trying to catch break like a veteran
Comfortable in all of my endless and all my skin
Break down the door, they wasn't trying go let him in
The shit that I do is for all the bros in the pen
Taking on punches, I'm something like the Crimson Chin.
Walking so all of my brothers can go and run
Seem like the universe got a gun Turn around problems and some
Life ain't all about fun I'ma go hard until it's done
My bitch got a fat plum I'ma go gas and then I pump
I kept it real from the jump 21 pumping out them dumps
Spreading out tens like it's tonk
Gettin rich and share it with the phonks
Boy you better watch your bitch and tongue
I'll never beef with no bum
That don't mean I won't get em spunt
Down bad itching for a hunch
I put 50 on this head bird scoring they was balling make em punt
I'll play the 2 and the 1. 5-5-6 in all my trunks
Picasso shit, she made me cum Too much brain she going dumb
I'm just heating up like the sun
Blue cheese make me say yum
Sacrifices started from a crumb
Now its bread everywhere with Punch
Thick hoes always trying to munch
Where was yall? we was on the bunk
We was all we had when we sunk
Fake niggas switched like my guns
Dreams to go walk in golden sun
1200 just for my lungs
Toast up to the guys for the hard times
We ain't never going back
Evolving everything I do is crack
I never thought I stop flipping packs
GMG have the biggest impact.
I knew I was special when the lincoln crashed
Now it's only 220 on my dash
If it ain't us, then the shit is trash
Toast up to the guys for the hard times
We ain't never going back
Evolving everything I do is crack
I never thought I stop flipping packs
GMG have the biggest impact.
I knew I was special when the lincoln crashed
Now it's only 220 on my dash
If it ain't us, then the shit is trash