PUSH! - The Next One lyrics

[Hook] (x2) They keep saying I'm the next one But what the f** I'm supposed to do until the checks come? What the f** I'm supposed to do about this light bill? And the rent due, my n***a life real [Verse 1] They try to call it street corner rap Cause they don't understand it I'm setting standards so you can't call it wack Get that fresh dope and you busting it out the wrap They say that 90s boom bap, I brung it back But naw, I brought it forward Took real life situations and just record and then hit the booth and record it Pay attention you could afford it A fix if you broke This dope that you ordered could be shot up or snorted This is for your recreation For your travels no matter the destination This took years of preparation I slaved in that kitchen, I needs my reparations I'm just trying to live comfortable, n***a Cause I ain't grow up like a Huxtable sh**, not even a Winslow From family matters it was murders out my window Crack dealing on them back streets You a fool if you think I let you pa** me And n***as in the streets always wanna ask me If I'mma pop or stay underground like my last beef But all that talk just went past me Cause I been eating tuna fishes for some past week And my mind right now is on the cash G And me and the devil gonna shoot it out when our paths meet I just gotta go the hardest Rapping or trapping I'm gonna eat regardless Said I'm gonna eat regardless Might sin to get this bread but God know where my heart is They keep saying I'm the next one But what the f** I'm supposed to do until them checks come Suited up in all black, no double breast shun And I'll be at your front door if my connect done [Hook] (x2) [Verse 2] I ain't pay my rent in four months Bout to hit the liquor store and just po' up Call Mizzo over and get tore up Girl tripping said n***a you need to grow up I looked at her and said you know what Don't say nothing to me until you grow nuts Cause you don't know how it feels to be a n***a Made small in society with dreams of being bigger I don't expect you to understand Cause you don't know what it is to be a man We only get two emotions That's happy or mad we gotta stayed focused So we can't even be stressed out XXL cover, I got left out And I was feeling like the best out And my fans do too but still the rest doubt I guess this ain't for everybody ears I guess it ain't for everybody here I guess it ain't for everybody soul This for that young and flagging that don't know where to go The sh** make real n***as light up So I could give a f** about a magazine write up I done seen some sh** that will f** your sight up Fake friends left when I was down, I got right up They keep saying that I'm next up But what the f** I'm supposed to do until them checks cut Coming at your head n***a so you best duck And yall squares, f** checkers this is chess chump [Hook] (x2)