amiri jeans Lyrics

Pockets to tight for my amiri jeans

Chasing the bread necessary

By any means

I got this food on my plate

So I let my family eat

When I find myself in trouble

I just let it be

Ridin round in a rental

Riding with lead

These is pistols not pencils

You Drop that pen and we pulling up

And we solving them issues

When you die

They gone be quick with I miss you

But when you alive it's like you never existed

Conversations with momma

Just a lot of praying if imma be honest

I been grinding hard for every dollar

College dropout

But I'm still finding knowledge

Cuz college treated me well

I partied til I'm ILL

That's just the life on the hill whatever you call it

I'm Guided but still need support

I be praying God just open doors

I jet off, I'm Jedi

I got the force

9 lives I'm no pussy

I set fire, I got the torch

God the plug

And I'm the source

Oh ohhh

I set fire, I got the torch

God the plug, I'm the source

Oh ooh

Conversations with momma

Just a lot of praying if imma be honest

I been grinding hard for every dollar

College dropout

But I'm still finding knowledge

Cuz college Treated me well

I partied til I'm ILL

That's just the life on the hill whatever you call it

You feel the vibe

I don't get sleep I barely rest

I'm starting to feel like I'm the best

I wouldn't be here with out my Ls

I didn't let them get the best

Of me

City of hot rods

Got hot rods I carry wimme

Big Choppas

We gone spin it til it's empty

Im trynna get rich or die trying like I'm 50

If you was there from the start you stuck wimme

Raising the roof party life rockstar

Speed in the coupe

Can't nobody stop us

I'm in the booth

Feeling like a pop star

My team the truth

Haters mad they not us