Make A Toast

Duration

3:41

Genres

Urban

Description

Lyrics

(Verse 1) Here's a toast for the G's who pushing them old schools and sitting them on D's and for the ladies who rocking them LV's prada and chanel, fendi and double G's I'm from the city where the wind blow steady and hustling ain't dead cause hustling still heavy and I'm still repping the fastlane like Richard Petty making 50/50 deals like Malcom Jamaal and Eddy, Uh Spitting them punchlines that's still knocking refs out that got ladies still trying to pull their chest out and I'm still spitting like my tongue's numb and I'm still headed to the money and that's word to your Tom Tom Who do you trust when nothing's as it seems? The same ones that's trying to help you live out your dreams so for the ones that support, I'm goin to do the most I don't have a glass but I'm about to make a toast (Chorus) We going to light the sky up like the 4th of July Raise your hands high up and live like we'll never die gather up your people cause tonight we're going to celebrate for all the ones that hold you down like a paperweight (Verse 2) I'm ranking up, haters' nothing but "Player 2's" I go ape and they looking like gorilla food say I'm cold hearted but my heart just in my music now-a-days, it seems it's the only time i use it all bets are up and it's not wise to bet against me cause I got more drive than doing 80 going down a 50 My flow is unpredictable, so many ways I flip need to quit with all the hating, in the bud, you need to nip it and I spit that "ill-nah-nah" magically flow like wahlah so girls trying to cling to my arm like koalas Killing beats hands free, word to your bluetooth Feeling like superman stepping out the phonebooth rising to the top, I got an astronaut ego they're telling me I "go in", my injection is lethal I do it for myself, just as well as the people the white, black, any color, every color people so I just do it for the fans I do it for the people that never got a chance I'ma do it for ya'll cause for ya'll I do the most I don't have a glass but I'm about to make a toast (Chorus) (Verse 3) And I'm still on my grizzy Still what the ladies want, still on my "Drizzy" and I put it down in the studio like it belongs there collecting ends, I'm not talking about lawn care and I'm still rocking in my vans lows either rocking the levis or cargos and I'm not another black rapper because now-a-days, most of these new guys just actors talkings money and the cars and the clothes when 90% of the time, they don't have none of those behind all the lies, they're exposed come to me if you want a talent expo I don't wear chains, I only wear beads because I don't see the point in spending them pointless "G's" I'm not knocking it, it's just not for me I'll rather feed starving families with that "celery" I know people hungry, only eating toast or living in bad conditions while their parents smoke so for the ones that need it, I'ma do the most I don't have a glass but I'm about to make a toast (Chorus) (Song Fades)