Joey Castellani - CHELSEA BOOTS lyrics

[Intro] Ladeeda, Ladeedadadada I just gotta get my money right, my money right, yeah (Uh, real sh** real) [Verse 1] In the city where your cool means more than your wisdom I still stand with a dream worth more than a vision Paintin' pictures of a future that I might not live Up and close with pretty hoes that just might not give Chelsea boots got me lookin' like I'm indie rock With some other dude's lady tryna give me top Cause I ain't worth the ring, she said I need a degree And I goin' back to school so get the fees to my D Baby you heard it from the grape vine, we been the sh**, still the sh** Once I got that money, I just stacked it like a kid again Get it how you live it, then you spend it 'till it's finished Then you make it back double, that's what I call me a business Tracksuits at a fancy dinner, bring your woman and make sure she got her baggage with her Cause I'mma mend all of her of pain with this money, it'll be okay I'm just sad it's gotta be this way, I'm still in the club singin' [Chorus] Ladeeda, Ladeedadadada I just gotta get my money right, my money right, yeah Ladeeda, Ladeedadada I just gotta get my money right, my money right, yeah [Verse 2] In the bus with five dollars and a dream to be rich, in an era Where nobody digs that meaningful sh** I knew dudes rockin' Jordans with no money for lunch They could take care of their being but they rather just stunt Never puttin' up facades, I just spend it and live it But some people see the stuntin' and get so caught up in it Cause you could be the flyest dude out but broke as f** And when you never pay the bill for hoes, they'll know what's up That's why I'd rather be established, than being flashy That's why I'd rather make money off my real pa**ion My momma grew a lot with anxiety, couldn't sing couldn't dance So when she saw me on stage, she teared up, knew my plan Cause she wanted to be a star but her life was lookin' gloomy So she said she'd live vicariously through me So now it's time to grind, cause I'mma die fiendin' to win I'd rather fail being me than succeed being them, I'm still singin' [Chorus] Ladeeda, Ladeedadadada I just gotta get my money right, my money right, yeah Ladeeda, Ladeedadada I just gotta get my money right, my money right, yeah