russell! - chelsea boots lyrics
[intro]
ladeeda, ladeedadadada
i just gotta get my money right, my money right, yeah
(uh, real sh-t real)
[verse 1]
in the city where your cool means more than your wisdom
i still stand with a dream worth more than a vision
paintin’ pictures of a future that i might not live
up and close with pretty hoes that just might not give
chelsea boots got me lookin’ like i’m indie rock
with some other dude’s lady tryna give me top
cause i ain’t worth the ring, she said i need a degree
and i goin’ back to school so get the fees to my d
baby you heard it from the grape vine, we been the sh-t, still the sh-t
once i got that money, i just stacked it like a kid again
get it how you live it, then you spend it ’till it’s finished
then you make it back double, that’s what i call me a business
tracksuits at a fancy dinner, bring your woman and make sure she got her baggage with her
cause i’mma mend all of her of pain with this money, it’ll be okay
i’m just sad it’s gotta be this way, i’m still in the club singin’
[chorus]
ladeeda, ladeedadadada
i just gotta get my money right, my money right, yeah
ladeeda, ladeedadada
i just gotta get my money right, my money right, yeah
[verse 2]
in the bus with five dollars and a dream to be rich, in an era
where n0body digs that meaningful sh-t
i knew dudes rockin’ jordans with no money for lunch
they could take care of their being but they rather just stunt
never puttin’ up facades, i just spend it and live it
but some people see the stuntin’ and get so caught up in it
cause you could be the flyest dude out but broke as f-ck
and when you never pay the bill for hoes, they’ll know what’s up
that’s why i’d rather be established, than being flashy
that’s why i’d rather make money off my real p-ssion
my momma grew a lot with anxiety, couldn’t sing couldn’t dance
so when she saw me on stage, she teared up, knew my plan
cause she wanted to be a star but her life was lookin’ gloomy
so she said she’d live vicariously through me
so now it’s time to grind, cause i’mma die fiendin’ to win
i’d rather fail being me than succeed being them, i’m still singin’
[chorus]
ladeeda, ladeedadadada
i just gotta get my money right, my money right, yeah
ladeeda, ladeedadada
i just gotta get my money right, my money right, yeah
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