Chris King - 150 lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Chris King] I turn they key, and then I smash inside the Chevrolet With forty dollars worth of gas to get to Heaven's gates Just get me there but if I crash, I hope I'm walking safe It takes a lot to get that cash, so I don't slow my brakes They talk a lot about my past and all my old mistakes I chalk it to the game and then I laugh in front of a hater's face My boots keep walking to that cash, but hey these unlaced Training like I got Don King hosting my mix tapes Did it on my own so I said get your sh** straight Plane hop with a carry-on while I'm switching states Been in line between love and hate Detonate a tour Can't choose, don't see the line with all this money on the floor, wat'chu talking 'bout? [Hook: Lisa Bello & Chris King] (I know you waiting, know you waiting, know you waiting) I, I, I know (I know you waiting, know you waiting, know you waiting) I, I, I know You've been waiting too long, waiting too long, waiting too long [Verse 2: Chris King] Okay, I smoke and drink, I drink and smoke like where the party at, but stop Party, work, my work is partying I'm always on the clock You don't see it, well I see it if you listen and thanks a lot This right here was brought to you by Pamela and a lot of pot Since I ain't really proud of that Every word's from the cardiac Each verse is an artifact and I meant every part of that My young n***as, [?], through the winter like Happy Feet Flip the weight Grip the metal All gold like Yabbie D And I'm sorry dog if that's your girl If it had to be, well it had to be Well, this rap game is so sad you see Thirty shades of grey cause it lack King How f**ed up, but I'm out here Yeah, n***a I'm out here A hundred blunts on a hundred blunts, f**ing up the atmosphere That two-door, so I swerve more, I peel tires, I burn floors This rap life that I yearned for Just to do a show and then earn more Smoke, what I need lungs for Came a mile, hope you brung yours On a rampage, like f** yours Press the gas pedal to the floor [Hook]