Ralo - Bosses Make Sure lyrics

Uh, a boss is one who guarantee we gon' eat How you gon' tell a boss somethin' he don't know? How you hold your nuts on a n***a you don't know? Just know I'm holdin' on that yop and only lord know Yeah, and never let 'em steal your ambition Ain't we all thankful that we livin'? Everybody wanna be the boss, everybody don't listen As a child I was taught you gotta pay attention, yeah Uh, I'm a boss and I ain't gon' act like I don't work, yeah Swallow my pride, sh** I ain't gon' lie, it got me here Tryna do my best to keep 'em out my ear, yeah I been workin' all day, all shifts Look what I became, I couldn't explain how I feel All that bumpin' your gums gon' make my man come k** All of this money, it got me paranoid, yeah You know that pump sound like a bomb n***a Blicka bomb n***a, huh Ayy we got AR's, all of 'em got drums in 'em, yeah We gon' turn this b**h to Lil Vietnam n***a, yeah We gon' turn this b**h to Lil Vietnam n***a, yeah A boss is one who guarantee we gon' eat How you gon' tell a boss somethin' he don't know? How you hold your nuts on a n***a you don't know? Just know I'm holdin' on that yop and only lord know Yeah, and never let 'em steal your ambition Ain't we all thankful that we livin'? Everybody wanna be the boss, everybody don't listen As a child I was taught you gotta pay attention How you add on the people you say you cool with? (Huh?) I got more money than the people I went to school with (Yeah) I done took some losses but it don't look like I lose sh** (No) I done put in work, ain't none of them n***as do sh** I took my b**h on a cruise ship, bought mama a new whip Bought my sister a house 'cause I was sick of her mouth And if she don't pay her rent, no one ain't kickin' her out And if I run out of dope, the whole city a drought, yeah They keep callin' my phone, I'm tryna make me a song I put my clothes in the trap 'cause the trap is my home (Yeah) Why do you smell like weed? (Why?), weed is my cologne (Yeah) They cannot catch me with them bricks, I get them b**hes gone A boss is one who guarantee we gon' eat How you gon' tell a boss somethin' he don't know? How you hold your nuts on a n***a you don't know? Just know I'm holdin' on that yop and only lord know Yeah, and never let 'em steal your ambition Ain't we all thankful that we livin'? Everybody wanna be the boss, everybody don't listen As a child I was taught you gotta pay attention