Harry Fraud - On My sh** lyrics

(Hook) I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f** school I be getting money, what the f** have you been up to? Up to, up to, what the f** have you been up to? Living out my dream, but what the f** have you been up to? I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f** school I be getting money, what the f** have you been up to? Up to, up to, what the f** have you been up to? Living out my dream, but what the f** have you been up to? I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f** school I be getting money, what the f** have you been up to? Up to, up to, what the f** have you been up to? Living out my dream, but what the f** have you been up to? (Verse) What I’m up to, working hard, anybody asking, I’m on my job, Late night land on a late night camp, 365, boy, no days off. sponsored links Everybody know that the boy got sweet flow, Then my money got a couple more zeros, We go to the we run out, look at people in my past like see me now. On it supersonic, my world’s gonna hook ‘em on next I got it, that’s why I talk sh**, b**h, I’m filling up my wallet quick. If they ever wanna come and track I be me, Smile, you can look at the apostrophe, You whine, but then you probably want apologies, Going on, Mac Miller, are you following me? Set the bar high, take charge at the court drive, Bizarre ride on force eye, hit it from the distance, four five. Yeah, I’m gifted and I rap about, bout my sh**, If you’re hating, s** my dick. Imma do me, homie, watch me getting f**ing rich. (Hook) I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f** school I be getting money, what the f** have you been up to? Up to, up to, what the f** have you been up to? Living out my dream, but what the f** have you been up to? I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f** school I be getting money, what the f** have you been up to? Up to, up to, what the f** have you been up to? Living out my dream, but what the f** have you been up to? (Verse) Ain’t anybody gonna hit on the flow like me, The boy can spit it up like OMG, Don’t play to be tough, you can hate on a bud, Imma still getting money, homie, let me be. Job for you, career for me, took you lifetime, took a couple years for me. Now I got the people all here for me, and they may not like it, but they know I’m So fresh, so clean, push your a** to impress my team, I’m MVP, you set the string, that’s why I got you girl text messenging. Trying to get enough money to pay the rent, Take money, make money, is a simple thing Grind on, grind on, money with my mind on, It’s gonna meet my C code fine zone. You ain’t on what I’m on, just chilling is how I get my shine on, Not a fans when try to pick the Nikon, hangover in the morning when the night going Gonna rave by, throw my sh**, if you’re hating, s** my dick Imma do me, homie, watch me getting f**ing rich. (Hook) I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f** school I be getting money, what the f** have you been up to? Up to, up to, what the f** have you been up to? Living out my dream, but what the f** have you been up to? I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f** school I be getting money, what the f** have you been up to? Up to, up to, what the f** have you been up to? Living out my dream, but what the f** have you been up to? I like my seat back, cup full, weed rolled, f** school I be getting money, what the f** have you been up to? Up to, up to, what the f** have you been up to? Living out my dream, but what the f** have you been up to?