(HOOK)
Life hard not goin to well
Got to get the batteries for the scale
Momma just got a letter in the mail
Time to get the batteries for the scale
Then I break it up and ship it out
Who need the loud , I got the loud
Then we break it up and ship it out
My phone jumpin we winnin now
(VERSE 1, CMULA)
Just woke up thankful for the day
Now it time to get paid
Cos my momma been stress lately
And I gotta keep a smile on her face
Told her everything gon be alright
Momma we gon be straight
So I called my old plug up
He told me pull up to where he stay
Told him things ain't been to great
He fronted me that sack
And said touché
Now I'm back to my old ways
Tryna see the bigger picture like blue ray
Sellin sh** no eBay
Stackin up that cheesecake
My phone keep on blowin up
It's them rich kids out in eastlake
Grab the scale out the closet
Blow the dust off it
Haven't used this often
But I hear my lil brother coughing
Asthma is a b**h
And that medicine costing
Momma been workin hard say she exhausted
f** that I can't just sit around pouting
Out here lookin for the cash
Like I'm scouting
The bills dont get paid when you out here loungin
Nah
(HOOK)
Life hard not goin to well
Got to get the batteries for the scale
Momma just got a letter in the mail
Time to get the batteries for the scale
Then I break it up and ship it out
Who need the loud , I got the loud
Then we break it up and ship it out
My phone jumpin we winnin now
(VERSE 2, CMULA)
Damn a n***a still got it
Damn I just made a big ol deposit
Damn I'm makin this profit
The bills paid up
Lil change in my pocket
Now a n***a can't stop it
A n***a got to succeed
It's my only option
Now I got to get a rocket
Cos it's been too many n***as
Out here
Eyein my pockets
I get it I got it
I'm widd it I'm bout it
f** did you think
All my n***as get rowdy
All down to catch a body
Before you blink
Now you need to let that sink in
I don't think y'all thinkin
Tryna move to the hills
f** a model b**h on a Tuesday
No weekend
Benji boys
The end
When we walk up in the function you can bet we reakin
This still last week stench
And the pack so loud
It will have ya a** tweaking
You can't hit my weed trick
Tryna hit my joint you must be dreamin
Tell me what you need b**h
Cos I got that sack
But it cost a fee b**h
(HOOK)
Life hard not goin to well
Got to get the batteries for the scale
Momma just got a letter in the mail
Time to get the batteries for the scale
Then I break it up and ship it out
Who need the loud , I got the loud
Then we break it up and ship it out
My phone jumpin we winnin now