RESUMÉ ft. Boji-D Lyrics

Oh yea yea yea

Oh yea yea

Oh yea yea yeaaa

Michvl

Flicking through the pages of my resume, ay

I put in all the effort to get better pay, ay

Sorry but we found a better candidate, ay

KMT I swear that I seen better days

Getting money ain't the issue, need a better way

Maybe I should catch a flight and book a holiday

Temporary fix, temporary pain

Just remember if you hide it doesn't go away, ay

Life gave me lemons, I made lemonade, ade'

My dealer got Gelato time to meditate

I'm puttin' mulla to the side I'm tryna generate

I'm tryna catch another flight I need a holiday

I told my brodie listen hit me on another day

I gotta hustle, need to make a stack a day

Gelato got a brudda chilling like it's saturday

If i'm rolling in the hood I put the cash away

If I see the boys in blue, I put the stash away

Buss a U'ee and I'm cuttin through the alleyway

Pillow talking to my girl she told me plan a date

I'm in the studio a brudda r tryna sell a date

I'm talking O2, Ally Pally, that way

Drip down catch me in the all black day

Skinny boy swag, I already done told you

Never let a weak brudda uphold you

Ain't no way, that's a recipe for failure

Stay stacked, never beg a man to save ya

Flicking through the pages of my resume, ay

I put in all the effort to get better pay, ay

Sorry but we found a better candidate, ay

KMT I swear that I seen better days

Getting money ain't the issue, need a better way

Maybe I should catch a flight and book a holiday

Temporary fix, temporary pain

Just remember if you hide it doesn't go away, ay

Life gave me lemons, I made lemonade, ade'

My dealer got Gelato time to meditate

What we gonna use all this time for

When I die there's gonna be an encore

Spraying on yourself with all that Tom Ford

Saving all my money cos' I want more

Investing all my money to the top

Couple businesses, I know I ain't a flop

And I'm gonna be the creamest of the crop

All this drip I don't even have a mop, yeah

Ti, e i e 'ime, is a luxury

Please don't waste my time, or you fuck with me

Talking to my bae, her words pleasing me

Pray to up above, his words deepen me

Fuck it man I'm better than your local rapper

Fuck the nursery rhymes and the cap rappers

Prolly' talking bout' a mamacita

Followed by it's really nice to meet ya

Followed by I'm smoking on sativa

Put these nigga's in my reefa

(Inahle, exhale), forget you like amnesia

Thinking bout you Iggy man it's been a while

Lately I been thinking bout' my inner child

Manifest my dreams cos' I'm sick of chasing

Slow and steady wins the race so I'm steady pacing

Tunnel vision daily, how you tryna compete

We were never racing, (we were never racing)

Tryna focus on a stack and cop a location