LYRIC FOR SALE

By Avyahni G

V1

I don’t always get the chance to chill.
I work hard for a plate but never get my fill…
At least I have something/
having nothing kills.
Especially with kids/
especially with bills.

Can’t settle for less/
my little man is looking up to me.
Show him how to get it without doing nothing ugly (Ugg-aly).
Plenty ways to make it to the top/
where it’s lovely (luva-lee).
Buy a car and flip it/
profits make me bubbly. (Bubba-lee).

Double up/
invest/
buy your own property.
Go and start a business/
spend your paper properly.
Treat this like a board game/
treat it like monopoly.
Move with a winners mentality/
do you copy me.

Growth is the key/
failure keeps you locked.
Away from a better life/
far from the top.
Far from the home/
not the place to stop.
You want to go and bust through those doors/
and let it pop.


V2

Give you something that your ears can feel.
I have a lot of drive in me/
on some 20 inch wheels.
On the road to success/
going to make my dreams real.
Cant afford to/
slip up and fall/
banana peels.
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Right my wrongs singing my songs/
I just want things to heal.
I just have my word and these beats/
they on an even keel.
Put it all in writing/
make my beats the way I make my meals.
Put it all together how I want/
I don’t need a deal.

Put it all together/
watch it all unfold.
With my closest friends/
we work hard for the gold.
A lot of time well spent working hard to be told.
What to do and when to come in/
that story gets old.

But I got a new story to tell…
A story about a man who got up when he fell.
No wishing upon a star or tossing coins in a well.
I got up and did my own thing/
and broke out my shell.