Sun is down
Freezing cold
My wallet cant even fold
Making money till I'm old
Making bands (making bands) counting 4 aye
I don't trap I don't rap
But I still get paid
That boy wanna act tuff
Leave him in a grave
Dropping plinko balls on vave
Pass that to Cain
Pass that to pain f*ckers be insane
Boy but you know I'm the same
Strap tucked never gonna lack luck
That why they singing on Who is Cain?
Never gonna be the same
With out me inside your brain
Give this back to my boy
Cause he'll switch this up in a different lane
Aye I'm tryma turn rap to a business
Put cash in elastic bands in plastic bags
Turn racks to riches
Make love with racks not bitches
Walkin round the pub with boy seven eleven
Nigga checked my id and it said 07
Something that you gotta know about me
Is that I'm always tall
Always making stacks
No time for that
No need no time for booty calls
I made it out alive
From the place I lived alone
Keysey is the place I called home
Turned my back and this bitch made me
Broke and made me get a loan
Bro I lost so much f*cking money bro
Bro are you serious bro how much you loose?
Like 250 or something
F*ck bro that's
Its alright
Its alright
You know what bro?
Put another 50 in
Yeah FUCK
They know my name is Cain
I don't put no money in this game
I watch my boy go all in and I just press play
Nigga I'm sorry I don't even know what to say
Sorry bro (all good) but I'm bout to go insane like
Makin a killing gonna be a villain
Healin feelin your leavin and you know I'm stealin
Dealing dreaming never gonna be the same without
You creeping in my feelings
Turned down red now your in my head
Last night you were laying in my bed
Got mislead that's not fair gave me the glare
Rolling her fingers through my hair
Life's a gamble so I roll the dice
F*cked around and I paid the price
F*cked around not once but twice
Lungs are f*cked they oxidized
Left wrist gleaming cold as ice
She got the cake can I get a slice
She said its good she said its nice
Messed up and I'm jeopardized
Alright
Now switch this up in a different pace
Going real fast this shit is a race
Smoke that doobie straight to the face
Hol' up I think I just got laced
Coughing up a storm my chest in pain
Kicking back writing rhymes with Cain (who is Cain?)
They all fake they all lame
We gon' switch this up in a different lane
I just sent you another 20
Aight bet
Cain Herbert - Switch This Up In A Different Lane (feat. Mr Donovan) Lyrics
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English
Sun is down
Freezing cold
My wallet cant even fold
Making money till I'm old
Making bands (making bands) counting 4 aye
I don't trap I don't rap
But I still get paid
That boy wanna act tuff
Leave him in a grave
Dropping plinko balls on vave
Pass that to Cain
Pass that to pain f*ckers be insane
Boy but you know I'm the same
Strap tucked never gonna lack luck
That why they singing on Who is Cain?
Never gonna be the same
With out me inside your brain
Give this back to my boy
Cause he'll switch this up in a different lane
Aye I'm tryma turn rap to a business
Put cash in elastic bands in plastic bags
Turn racks to riches
Make love with racks not bitches
Walkin round the pub with boy seven eleven
Nigga checked my id and it said 07
Something that you gotta know about me
Is that I'm always tall
Always making stacks
No time for that
No need no time for booty calls
I made it out alive
From the place I lived alone
Keysey is the place I called home
Turned my back and this bitch made me
Broke and made me get a loan
Bro I lost so much f*cking money bro
Bro are you serious bro how much you loose?
Like 250 or something
F*ck bro that's
Its alright
Its alright
You know what bro?
Put another 50 in
Yeah FUCK
They know my name is Cain
I don't put no money in this game
I watch my boy go all in and I just press play
Nigga I'm sorry I don't even know what to say
Sorry bro (all good) but I'm bout to go insane like
Makin a killing gonna be a villain
Healin feelin your leavin and you know I'm stealin
Dealing dreaming never gonna be the same without
You creeping in my feelings
Turned down red now your in my head
Last night you were laying in my bed
Got mislead that's not fair gave me the glare
Rolling her fingers through my hair
Life's a gamble so I roll the dice
F*cked around and I paid the price
F*cked around not once but twice
Lungs are f*cked they oxidized
Left wrist gleaming cold as ice
She got the cake can I get a slice
She said its good she said its nice
Messed up and I'm jeopardized
Alright
Now switch this up in a different pace
Going real fast this shit is a race
Smoke that doobie straight to the face
Hol' up I think I just got laced
Coughing up a storm my chest in pain
Kicking back writing rhymes with Cain (who is Cain?)
They all fake they all lame
We gon' switch this up in a different lane
I just sent you another 20
Aight bet
Freezing cold
My wallet cant even fold
Making money till I'm old
Making bands (making bands) counting 4 aye
I don't trap I don't rap
But I still get paid
That boy wanna act tuff
Leave him in a grave
Dropping plinko balls on vave
Pass that to Cain
Pass that to pain f*ckers be insane
Boy but you know I'm the same
Strap tucked never gonna lack luck
That why they singing on Who is Cain?
Never gonna be the same
With out me inside your brain
Give this back to my boy
Cause he'll switch this up in a different lane
Aye I'm tryma turn rap to a business
Put cash in elastic bands in plastic bags
Turn racks to riches
Make love with racks not bitches
Walkin round the pub with boy seven eleven
Nigga checked my id and it said 07
Something that you gotta know about me
Is that I'm always tall
Always making stacks
No time for that
No need no time for booty calls
I made it out alive
From the place I lived alone
Keysey is the place I called home
Turned my back and this bitch made me
Broke and made me get a loan
Bro I lost so much f*cking money bro
Bro are you serious bro how much you loose?
Like 250 or something
F*ck bro that's
Its alright
Its alright
You know what bro?
Put another 50 in
Yeah FUCK
They know my name is Cain
I don't put no money in this game
I watch my boy go all in and I just press play
Nigga I'm sorry I don't even know what to say
Sorry bro (all good) but I'm bout to go insane like
Makin a killing gonna be a villain
Healin feelin your leavin and you know I'm stealin
Dealing dreaming never gonna be the same without
You creeping in my feelings
Turned down red now your in my head
Last night you were laying in my bed
Got mislead that's not fair gave me the glare
Rolling her fingers through my hair
Life's a gamble so I roll the dice
F*cked around and I paid the price
F*cked around not once but twice
Lungs are f*cked they oxidized
Left wrist gleaming cold as ice
She got the cake can I get a slice
She said its good she said its nice
Messed up and I'm jeopardized
Alright
Now switch this up in a different pace
Going real fast this shit is a race
Smoke that doobie straight to the face
Hol' up I think I just got laced
Coughing up a storm my chest in pain
Kicking back writing rhymes with Cain (who is Cain?)
They all fake they all lame
We gon' switch this up in a different lane
I just sent you another 20
Aight bet
Writer: Lukas Sibinik, Cain Herbert
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid