Young Roddy - Nothing Less lyrics

[Verse 1: Trademark] Official's the only way I ever keep it I'll let ya in on a little secret, sit back and peep it Me and my n***a eatin' Tracks back to back every day we dropping heaters while these s**ers sleepin' Blogs posting up bullsh** I know the reason I ain't hating either, get ya money people Saying it's outta hand Damn the game done gone bland so we came up with a plan to sprinkle some seasoning The end result is we all at the table feasting So wash it down with some Cliqo and commence to chiefing Lost myself in the fog trying to find the meaning Always knew I'd make it here one day believe me Go so hard on the track, I make it look easy Mean mug when I spit cause I f**ing mean it No Tussin, constant puffing got me slightly leaning Haters pray we fall off but tell 'em keep dreaming [Verse 2: Young Roddy] Without a second to waste sport That money staring at me in my face sh** I used to dream of this cream but now I got a taste Of the good life On bad nights they told me pump my brakes Plus I blaze so I gotta leave this place Get away for a while cuz Where I'm coming from them n***as foul But I ain't crying cause I done did some sh** in my lifetime That I ain't proud of Just trying to sip away that pain that I kept bottled up Or either smoke away that stress so twist that fire up I know I'm making money when my safe ain't wide enough I know my buzz buzzing when my exes style me up Now do they love me or the way my money piling up? I never know so real talk I take it slow Cause I know a couple b**hes who play, they cutthroat Along with a couple n***as who labeled John Does Relax and take notes while I hit this fire smoke Reporting live from my southcoast boy