chanel west coast - white picket fence lyrics
[chorus]
you think that this was f+ckin’ handed over to me
but i sweat my ass for every dime of all this money
and you don’t wanna know what i went through for this green
’cause i work, work, work, work, work, work, work
for this white picket fence
[verse 1]
oh my god, i’m so privileged, yeah, i’m so lucky
i’m born into riches, ain’t worked for this money
i just got all of this handed to me
it’s like all of this happened magic+a+lly
mommy and daddy, big brother and sister
golden retriever, got lobster for dinner
got a maid and butler on call with a b+tton
beach house in the summer, pj like it’s nothing
nah b+tch, you wish, that’s not what my life was, that’s not how it is
i roll on the metro, [?]
been trappin’ with mom, growin’ weed in thе crib
always had two jobs, ain’t no fam to chip in
we did it on our own, that’s just how we get it
my mom always taught mе to save and i spend it
white trash at its finest, no shame, i admit it
my life wasn’t nicest but i stayed persistent
[chorus]
you think that this was f+ckin’ handed over to me
but i sweat my ass for every dime of all this money
and you don’t wanna know what i went through for this green
’cause i work, work, work, work, work, work, work
for this white picket fence
[verse 2]
yo, who you talkin’ bout, that girl from the show?
way she do music, no way she could flow
i heard she young money, but then she got dropped
set up to blow, so why she ain’t popped?
b+tch thinks she can rap, she ain’t with the culture
she tryin’ too hard, she dumb, she a vulture
whatever fam, she on ’cause she pretty
she paid for them features and gave ’em the kitty
that’s me on tv, shout out to rob
he gave me a check when a b+tch had no job
yeah, he my fam, i love him for life
but hip+hop my blood, been rappin’ since five
ain’t gonna listen to haters that’s wishin’ for my disposition, f+ck all competition
bite them, i’m switchin’ my style up, i’m hittin’
and f+ck it, you missin’, ’cause swingin’ means livin’
[chorus]
you think that this was f+ckin’ handed over to me
but i sweat my ass for every dime of all this money
and you don’t wanna know what i went through for this green
’cause i work, work, work, work, work, work, work
for this white picket fence
for this white picket fence
for this white picket fence
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