Lynx - Extra Cash Lyrics

They say that you live how you want
I done made some choices
People be telling me whole lot of things
I'm tired of hearing their voices
All of my money is gone
Now friends be acting like foes is
They say I'm try'na pull stunts
But these niggaz don't know shit
It's easier said than done
Like a criminal out in the night with a gun
Making way where there's none
I aint putting up no front
Slay queens on the catwalk, ah
Consuming fashion in doses
Type of ass you be tapping now huh
No... Not even close
Giving you music that I have produced
And recorded ideas in my bed room
I guess it is true when they say you as good as the rhyme
That you dropped in your last tune
I wanted to bless you with jewels
But lately I be feeling po' nigga blues
You telling me that you got problems
Tell me 'bout something that's new

Extra cash, extra cash... We doing some gigs outta town
I don't know when I'll be back. My girl be stressing on that
Extra cash, extra cash...Always on the road now
Tryna hustle up that meal card, when I can I'll be calling you back

Driven by passion, feeding off on my hidden depression
Interviews at the radio stations
People be giving me props but it was no satisfaction
By that time I was on my grind
All my friends was thinking I was missing out
Go ahead and have a good time, I'll be having mine soon as the product is out
My homies is swaying some type-of-way
Especially those that be getting paid
Look how they changed
I visited simply to holler ma nigga but y'all acting strange
No need to explain
Confronted with coldness, I couldn't engage
Ba nkgwela di skemp, but I aint phased
I knew this would happen so I won't complain...no
My deepest condolences
I couldn't make it to the funeral, was out of town
Commitments and promises
So complicated as usual, what's that about
Man you should see what these niggaz do, but on what account
And some will say that I'm too this and I'm too that
Well f*ck it ma nigga, I'm too fresh

Extra cash... We doing some gigs outta town
I don't know when I'll be back. My girl be stressing on that
Extra cash ...Always on the road now
Tryna hustle up that meal card, when I can I'll be calling you back
Calling you back... calling you back ... when I can I'll be calling you back... calling you back
Calling you back... calling you back ... when I can I'll be calling you back... calling you back

Family pressing me
They want me to go get a job, out in the city
But homey my destiny
Isn't written in corporate salary... God
My girl be mad at me
She aint let touch it in 8 months, and in 8 month
Well baby I'm only a man so forgive me I cheated
What was you thinking would happen
Well now you can judge me my sin is complete... ei
Look what it took just to get your attention
But I'll give you space if you need it... ei
Extra cash
Always on the road now
Tryna hustle up that meal card
When I can I'll be calling you back
Straight from a country where kicking the president out
Is just something that's fashionable
How can these people imagine the life that I want
Is so unattainable
Like nigga you know what is truly yours
Or is it just what is available
Ey! Ey! Ey! Ey
Baby the truth irrefutable

Extra cash... We doing some gigs outta town
I don't know when I'll be back. My girl be stressing on that
Extra cash ...Always on the road now
Tryna hustle up that meal card, when I can I'll be calling you back
Calling you back... calling you back ... when I can I'll be calling you back... calling you back
Calling you back... calling you back ... when I can I'll be calling you back... calling you back