Gatsby And A Soda by ThaRealCardo Lyrics
Verse 1
Pass me the juice, what you sippin on
(Hahaha, alright cool)
Pass me the juice, what you sippin on
Late night session got a nigga stupid hungry bra
Trynna be the only one, she wanna hear about
I’m at the studio I’m jamming to these songs bra
I need a Gatsby and a soda, cut it two times there’s three of us
I send my cuz to get a cup, he ain’t coming back
He smoking on a ciggaratte, or prolly rolling blunts
Or prolly going nuts, I hope he finds himself a medi brah
They said my passion for this rap was just another phase
You know that kinda put me down, it took my heart away
I rolled another one, and I don’t got a problem with my smoking problems
I’m just trynna make my work work
Still got my friends looking for jobs and graduated
I got some friends who street hanging, pushing number gangs
I got some locked up behind them cells
Some are six feet coz of stupid shit we did
I got some
(Okay)
Chorus
I just wanna chill
Have some Gatsby and some soda
You wanna come over?
Just tell me
Verse 2
Flipping wings at my daddy spot, trynna get that guap
That shit made me doubt myself on some “my sauce is running out”
Conversations, break the Gatsby with my friends bra
I told “Skrrrshk Skrrrshk” that he gotta pull the breaks bra
Ain’t no cops in the neighbourhood, spark it my g
Smell it in the air we around now
Ain’t no cops in the neighbourhood, spark it my g
Smell it in the air we around now
Yeah I’m Gated my g, I’m trynna build the label now
We been working hard, plus the people back at home supporting now
I’m never on the same place for a long time, I think I’ve settled down
I’m still stressing now
I got some goals I can’t achieve like as in right
And plus my nigga Mjamper fathering Vernac now
We gotta push that too, like selling drugs
And back at home they like this hustle
And back at home they don’t like this living
They don’t fucks with it
Chorus
I just wanna chill
Have some Gatsby and some soda
You wanna come over?
Just tell me
Pass me the juice, what you sippin on
(Hahaha, alright cool)
Pass me the juice, what you sippin on
Late night session got a nigga stupid hungry bra
Trynna be the only one, she wanna hear about
I’m at the studio I’m jamming to these songs bra
I need a Gatsby and a soda, cut it two times there’s three of us
I send my cuz to get a cup, he ain’t coming back
He smoking on a ciggaratte, or prolly rolling blunts
Or prolly going nuts, I hope he finds himself a medi brah
They said my passion for this rap was just another phase
You know that kinda put me down, it took my heart away
I rolled another one, and I don’t got a problem with my smoking problems
I’m just trynna make my work work
Still got my friends looking for jobs and graduated
I got some friends who street hanging, pushing number gangs
I got some locked up behind them cells
Some are six feet coz of stupid shit we did
I got some
(Okay)
Chorus
I just wanna chill
Have some Gatsby and some soda
You wanna come over?
Just tell me
Verse 2
Flipping wings at my daddy spot, trynna get that guap
That shit made me doubt myself on some “my sauce is running out”
Conversations, break the Gatsby with my friends bra
I told “Skrrrshk Skrrrshk” that he gotta pull the breaks bra
Ain’t no cops in the neighbourhood, spark it my g
Smell it in the air we around now
Ain’t no cops in the neighbourhood, spark it my g
Smell it in the air we around now
Yeah I’m Gated my g, I’m trynna build the label now
We been working hard, plus the people back at home supporting now
I’m never on the same place for a long time, I think I’ve settled down
I’m still stressing now
I got some goals I can’t achieve like as in right
And plus my nigga Mjamper fathering Vernac now
We gotta push that too, like selling drugs
And back at home they like this hustle
And back at home they don’t like this living
They don’t fucks with it
Chorus
I just wanna chill
Have some Gatsby and some soda
You wanna come over?
Just tell me