Lyrics

Intro
Imma tell yall like my God Father Sam Savage always tell me. Son never look down on anyone unless youre looking down to reach down to help em up.
(Hook)
I got something on my mind
But nuthin in my pocket
Im really in a bind but cant seem to stop it
And when i try to grind, people try to block it
Everything would be fine if I could only flip flop it
(Verse One)
Yo its early in the morning mane
Im up and gone again
Im actin like a grown up
Its time to make the donuts