Inf-Red - Toast Lyrics

I
Woke up this morning
And 'tis was the season
To kill all you niggas
Just give me a reason
Look to the sky
Thank the lord that I'm breathing
Cause many do die, so I gotta stay prayed up
Self sufficient, I go fishing
So my nigga, I don't really have to want for favors
Y'all playing checkers, I mastered chess
I'm after blue stripes
F*ck a blue check, I've been verified
I'm looking to invest
Money in my hood, so who's really up next
Y'all talking smack, while I'm laying it down
Like a pimp with the hand, I ain't playing around
Martin Louie King with a dream
I'm Stevie with the vision
And all you niggas wonder, why I'm seeing different
I keep em' at a distance
My auras on quartz and my spirits uplifting
I'm black and I'm dangerous
It's like I'm on angel dust
So what's the fuss, cause you niggas can't hang with us
I bust to bust and flip modes
On all you hoes, throw a couple bows
Yea that's Ludacris, pour a little Moë
Please no Cris,
Cause I know that white man a little racist
Try to keep me locked up
Like a nigga can't resist
(Yeah) I'm trying build dreams with the team
(Yeah) MJ stats I want the rings
(Yeah) on Wu-Tang gimme the cream
So I can drop top and scream money ain't a thing
Floss pinky ring, whip cocaine
In a two seater with a pretty brown ting
200 on the dash
While we sippin' champagne for the pain
A toast to my night
A toast to my life, (uh huh)
I'm feeling alright, I'm feeling alright
All in my bag now
(I'm feeling myself, I'm feeling myself)
Look at you mad now
(You killing yourself, You killing yourself)
A toast to my night
A toast to my life, (uh huh)
I'm feeling alright, I'm feeling alright
All in my bag now
(I'm feeling myself, I'm feeling myself)
Look at you mad now
(You killing yourself, You killing yourself)
Hello
To all the ladies whoever played me
Slide in my DMs, they call me baby
But it's all gravy without the rice
Out in the west, I'm seeing flashing lights
Gotta find my signal, can't miss my turn
All that dead weight on me
Had to let that burn
Man I got my homies, so we straight like perm
Gotta lose to grow that's one thing I learned
On another note, y'all all get served
Fresh up off the boat, straight to the curb
Nigga I'm dope, f*ck what your heard
Niggas want smoke
Ain't saying nothing but word
I'm down for whatever
Snatch the crown from whoever
Like a fine sip of wine
I just keep on getting better
F*ck around with me
Have you pussies all wet up
So waddup
The illest of them all
You dealing with that raw
Consistent with the cook up
Now they holla (ugghh)
Cause I got the hook up
Went from under dog, now they gotta look up
I got em' all shook up
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who's the deadliest of them all
Recite my name and I'll appear
Your favorite rapper's worst nightmare
(Yeah) I'm trying build dreams with the team
(Yeah) MJ stats I want the rings
(Yeah) on Wu-Tang gimme the cream
So I can drop tops and scream money ain't a thing
Floss pinky ring, whip cocaine
In a two seater with a pretty brown ting
200 on the dash
While we spilling champagne for the pain
A toast to my night
A toast to my life, (uh huh)
I'm feeling alright, I'm feeling alright
All in my bag now
(I'm feeling myself, I'm feeling myself)
Look at you mad now
(You killing yourself, You killing yourself)
A toast to my night
A toast to my life, (uh huh)
I'm feeling alright, I'm feeling alright
All in my bag now
(I'm feeling myself, I'm feeling myself)
Look at you mad now
(You killing yourself, You killing yourself)