TIME TO CELEBRATE

I got my money saved
I’m with them boys my momma hate
I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky

If there was money in the bag
That you can just have no strings attached
What would you have to ask?
I take some time, make up my mind
And disappear, and not say shit
Just go away for a while might do my dance
Might throw some bands with both hands
Go all in, just give in for a while
I been beat up, beat down, fed up
Bugged out over paper
Money ain’t shit when it’s meant to be
Money just came, in this case, for me
And I can’t complain
Nor will he, nor do we, I’m just saying

Damn, damn, damn, paper man, where you been?
Lights going down
And it’s time to make bands

I got my money saved
I’m with them boys my momma hate
I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky
I got my money saved
I’m with them boys my momma hate
I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky

Threw my fist up
Man, lil’ hood shit, that’s good shit, right
Fuck the small talk, switch to big route
Rub some dirt on, right
I’m on Parker, I’m on Denzel
Fuck opinions, y’all can keep them
Think about that, do what I want
Fuck a price tag
Flew my mom all way up to Italy
Let her build up a whole winery
Find a new side of me
You love me, love me, love me
Always there right beside me
Might check in with my grandpa’s bags
(Weighing on my mind, yeah)
Still ain’t call me back
Ride, ride, ride, where my dawgs at?
Jealousy gon’ creep up on me
Wish the worst things on me
I was born the way I was
Can’t do nothing ‘bout it

I got my money saved
I’m with them boys my momma hate
I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky
I got my money saved
I’m with them boys my momma hate
I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky

Make your bread, invest put your egg in nest
They is hating, they is not your friends
Don’t need their respect
You can learn self respect
But hate the set, over your screaming fans
This for my people, man
Always for my people, man
Log in WhatsApp just to see my favorite fans
This for my people, man
Always for my people, man
This for my people, man
Always for my people, damn
Thank you mommy, you help people
And that’s why I rap
Black nurse in the South, when they hate
You help
I’mma break myself, make myself a better self
Make my beat, I be Eli like

I got my money saved
I’m with them boys my momma hate
I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky
I got my money saved
I’m with them boys my momma hate
I take the time to celebrate
My hands to the sky, my hands to the sky