G YAMAZAWA

"Good Writtens vol. 3 Strugglin’ (Bubblin Freestyle)"

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
Yeah, one in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin'
Forget the cash, look at my ass, strugglin’
Look at the haters, all of my haters lovin' it
But [?], tryna get better at budgetin'
You got more bread than me but my resume coveted
In something pretty with no insurance to cover it, woah
Watch what you’re makin', all this shoppin' no savin'
Got me lottery aimin', my pockets deep and I'm bankin'
We actually [?] for the paper, had a dream that I made it
Let it be no mistakin', b*tches still ain’t even made it
Ain’t no need for the fakin', cause I need receipt for this bacon
Cause I need to write off my taxes, my CPA see the statements
Look at me baby, look at me baby
Don’t I look like somebody that can't afford the occasion
Don't I fantasize about Ferraris, Porches, and Ranges
Open up my mind to a whole new form of behavin'
Don’t I look like somebody that just be bodyin' everybody elses discography blame it on the economy
I got no time to hang out, gotta fold up my laundry, gotta go get that paper to cut the [?] out of it
When I'm facin' anxieties see a whole different side of me
When I'm copin' that [?] don't suggest you confide in me
Stand true to my intellectual property
I'm payin' my dues I'm payin' my dues I gotta be

[Chorus]
One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin'
Forget the cash, look at my ass, strugglin'
You want it all, all, I just want some of it
Packin' my bag, packin' my bag, done with it
Packin' my bag, packin' my bag
Packin' my bag, packin' my bag, done with it
Forget the cash, look at my ass, strugglin'
Packin' my bag, I'm done with it

[Verse 2]
I don't wanna stop right now, two block from the top I'm hot right now
Took too long to get what I got right now, hot damn would you really wanna pop right now
Like (pop) get put on the stop right now, got too many hand in the pot right now
When I got two pound headed to K-Town, but I got two miles and the car break down like
I wanted to flex, wanted to try bubblin'
And know I'm one of the best, one that is not mumblin'
Up on the seat at the table, eat with some fine cutlery
I'm still a Golden Corral child, I'm still buffet-in'
I got a little momentum so they said I should run with it
But I figure I better be in it for the love of it
Like back when we was therr crumblin' out in Lumberton
Or we shuttin' it down, we shut it down like the government
Look at me now, bout to throw in the towel
Took a look at goliath, and threw a stone at his mouth
Trials and tribulations that I'm more than a style
North Cack been on the map, I'm just pointin' it out like

[Chorus]
One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin'
Look at the mail, you see the [?] come with it
One in the hand, one in the bag, bubblin'
Forget the cash, look at my ass, strugglin'
Packin' my bag, packin' my bag
Packin' my bag, packin' my bag, done with it
Forget the cash, look at my ass, strugglin'
Packin' my bag, strugglin'

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