jared bank$ - sms lyrics
–verse 1:–
let me tell you bout this kid with dream right
being rich just really kinda seemed right
even though he scheme in the late night
no end to the tunnel no daylight
tryna figure out how to get his pay up
no chance for the mans tryna stay up
first glance at the plans didn’t weigh up
blue print to blow up till you way up
mamma stressing bout school tryna get me to degrees
when i’m only 17 and i rather f-cking die
f-ck it whats the point to try when i’m lost in suicidal thoughts
egg sh-lls every time i walk,bomb sh-lls every time i talk
drop them often causing sorts of corpse
of course the source is often false
but you can get it straight from the horses mouth
no face no case hit the safe then bounce
sound so silly when you say it out loud
when you used to run around with your homies down town
now you walk in a room and it feels over crowded
hate to take drugs but can you live it without? doubt it
such a d-mn mess with this pressure on my chest
and i really ain’t bout it
i just want bands it ain’t hard to understand
wanna be a changed man than ill cop a new outfit
–pre hook: x2–
want it so bad
i need a bag
don’t rock it twice
im popping these tags
cash on demand
im high in demand
i beat it up
she calling me dad
–hook:–
i need hunnid hoes sell my soul to rest it
please don’t come to close who them folks against us
bouta hit the road only roll in teslas
if i die today i’m praying that i’m flexing
–verse 2:–
let me tell you bout this kid with no dream left
nah really when he sleep he be dreamless
from the weed and the lean got him speechless
used to be turnt up now he speak less
day dreaming all day bout fame, more that he think then the more he insane
cause it seem so far away, what if this time that he waste, just another dragon to chase
dragging your feet asking why you last place, cause you out there on the street tryna dodge up on a case
when you should be on the beat make a 100 for the b-ss
make the vocals od get a 100,000 plays
nah you don’t wanna work that hard
silver spoon, shooting for the moon crash hard
p-ssed out in the back of some one back yard
maxed out on ya dad new black card
never knew nothing bout get it out the mud
instinctively you want it instantly
epiphany happen so simply
this isnt meant for me, i need the recipe
i spend it all up at tiffanies
6 digits, 6 b-tches
flow so hot it could burn bridges
sacrilegious, so suspension
sms i’mma mess for riches
–pre hook: x2–
want it so bad
i need a bag
don’t rock it twice
im popping these tags
cash on demand
im high in demand
i beat it up
she calling me dad
–hook:–
i need hunnid hoes sell my soul to rest it
please don’t come to close who them folks against us
bouta hit the road only roll in teslas
if i die today i’m praying that i’m flexing
–verse 3:–
lemme tell bout this kid that we once knew
used to talk bout that cheques that he’d run through
wanted all gold neck, and the s-x too
smash one dash on to the next two
but he ain’t be really been same dude
looking like he got some to prove
always stressing bout his next move
always got something on pursuit
always the tempers and moods
he in the deep end as soon he got he lil feet in
competing till bleeding and late in the evening
all for what, just to sit there feeling awful but
next night still sitting and the door is shut
thats why its so strange when you think about it
all he want is fame and a way around it
listen to this song and the way it sounded
come to find out he already found it
–pre hook: x2–
want it so bad
i need a bag
don’t rock it twice
im popping these tags
cash on demand
im high in demand
i beat it up
she calling me dad
–hook:–
i need hunnid hoes sell my soul to rest it
please don’t come to close who them folks against us
bouta hit the road only roll in teslas
if i die today i’m praying that i’m flexing
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