Eyez - G A F Lyrics

Dreams won't work If you don't
You can never be working too long
12 to 15 hour days I'm trynna get my move on
Yea I'm focused on getting paid
Give a f*ck about what you on
Give a f*ck bout getting laid already move on to a new one
Said she wanna stay I told her move on
Stuck up in my ways
Paper chasing
Got my weight up
Get up out my face
Flexing paper
We come take it
Run up plays at night and then come right back to my day shift
I ain't talking liquor just like GTA we leave em wasted
I don't do no drinking give me blunts and Ima face em
I don't do no faking going hard been in my nature
I aint have the keys I still kept pushing made my way in
Looked up at the stars and lettem cave in I been going way up
Counting all this money I want more So Ima stay up
Paint da picture with no paintbrush
Get a bag and I won't say much
Goats be getting cheese and if you not
Then you ain't one
Dreams won't work If you don't
You can never be working too long
12 to 15 hour days I'm trynna get my move on
Yea I'm focused on getting paid
Give a f*ck about what you on
Give a f*ck bout getting laid already move on to a new one
Getting money to fun count it up and do re-run
Yea these bitches on my dick it make it hard for me to choose one
Pulling out the Drake and I go savage like I'm two one
To many really faking really acting like they do some
Watch out who you test you might get proved wrong
Sometimes more is less a small spark can make a big bomb
Settle all my beef so I can live long
Keep it in streets and I won't speak on it
Dreams won't work If you don't
You can never be working too long
12 to 15 hour days I'm trynna get my move on
Yea I'm focused on getting paid
Give a f*ck about what you on
Give a f*ck bout getting laid already move on to a new one
Put in work already better say less
All that fake love you showing show me you a fake friend
I been stuck in tunnel vision ,Cartiers, might switch my lens
Switch up on my Glock before I ever switch on any friend
Knots up in my pockets I be shamed if I go broke again
I don't do no talking I won't cough up just inhale it in
Buddy taking losses he won't boss up he afraid to win
I just pull up beat the box up
I ain't here to stay for dinner
She a eater put my feet up
Count some cheese then roll some reefer
If she ain't gon push me to be better I wont keep her
Put in work myself I don't need help Why would I need ya
Gotta figure it out make it out you keep on dreaming
They was on the couch and I was out like I was fiending
Trynna bag it up in large amounts like every season
Keep it to myself wont prove a thing just don't believe me
Still be in the hood shit I'm good yea I'm eating