Flow Finesse - R350 Lyrics

Where were you
When the struggle was on
They said I'd never go far
Writing all of these raps staying out of the streets
Take a second look now
I'm wearing a Patek sleeping on Gucci sheets
They said I'd never go far
Writing all of these raps staying out of the streets
Take a second look now
I'm wearing a Patek sleeping on Gucci sheets hey hey hey
I told them put the guns down
Forget about the scrap just focus on the cheese
I ain't talking bout the gouda
None of us here are rats I mean the blue and green
I feel like we the goats now
Put SA on the map just need a coupla streams
I might just take a nap gotta work on my dreams
Grinding till I'm up ain't easy as it seems hey hey hey
I cant hit if she ain't Japanese (utskushi)
I'm capping my girl would murder me (im sorry)
I look good in blue and burgundy (fancy)
I rep no colours and my shirt is clean (grr bow)
You want a show make sure you pay the fee (pay me)
Send me the check been waiting eagerly (I'm starving)
Gotta make all my paper legally
And the funny thing is
The hate never comes from the ones that are doing better than you
No sir it's always the ones that are struggling
Can barely pay rent barely feed their kids
Couldn't even reach their own goals
Then you gonna come and try to tell us
What we can and can't achieve and think we will listen to that
Hahah
Don't sleep focus on the road child
Epiphany cause um on ah toad child
Stand still no you cannot fold child
Talk cheap and that's what I told child
Don't sleep focus on the road child
Epiphany cause um on ah toad child
Stand still no you cannot fold child
Talk cheap and that's what I told child
Have mercy on me
He won't give em jobs he uh rather give em 350
Youngin in the hood he uh do you for the 350
Youngin in the hood taking drugs with that 350
What the f*ck is 350
Motherf*cken get with me
Poverty and hunger homeless people make a big business
Planning education execution make a big dentist
If I had a choice I'm with my blood I'm with the same family
We the type to grind and turn a hyundai to a big Bentley
I look up to Tyla cause she went and got a big Grammy
He was suicidal told that nigga nigga be happy
2022 was off the meds and had a lean belly
The police almost got me um in prison with a big celly
But they couldn't get me cause I hid it in some shit candy
And they dropped the charges dropped we celebrated with some shit brandy
One time met a pimp and all them bitches call him big daddy
And I grew up soft um not gon cap I had a big nanny
Road child
Toad child
Fold child
Told child