Pooky - What I Got Lyrics

Stop playing like they give a f*ck about me
They're gonna take what they want
They're gonna f*ck everything
Job. Make it right. Wake up wake up, Aye
You got a lot of mistakes, piece of shit
Grab a bucket, let's clean
Bussing wishes never made shit
Bussing busses pay the heat
Better working for a paycheck
Than solo-basketing a dream
All the shit we haven't made yet
Will be there when we go to sleep
Flipping burgers where the stacks at
Flipping beats won't get you cheese

Well, they want the stone grind nose
They want no shine
They want overtime
They want tow-line Joes
But that ain't what I got
That ain't what I got
They want the cosign, bro
They want convention, consumption, conflation of ego
The tow-line flows
But that I ain't what I got

Don't play like they give a f*ck about rap
They give a f*ck about streams
They give a f*ck about ads
Rather streamline your brand and
Capitalize on some fads
Make dollars then it makes sense
And nonsense makes mad
Well, I can't f*ck with that
I gotta shine
I gotta time
I got the sauce in my duffel bag
So we'll just take it how it's coming, yeah
Hands down the middle ones are what they're thumbing at

And that ain't what I got
They want the stone-grind nose
They want no shine
They want overtime
They want tow-line Joes
But that ain't what I got
That ain't what I got
They want the cosign, bro
They want convention, consumption, conflation of ego
The tow-line flows
But that ain't what I got