Caleb McCleney - Residuals Lyrics

Count the residuals
Line them up do them all in the intervals
We worried about dollars
When kids in Africa just mining for minerals
It's kinda funny
We worried about dollars worried about coins
It's kinda funny
We worried about dollars we worried about coins
Count the residuals
Line them up do them all in the intervals
We worried about dollars
When kids in Africa just mining for minerals
It's kinda funny
We worried about dollars worried about coins
It's kinda funny
We worried about dollars we worried about coins

Money on my mind
Money on my mind
Stay up late taking money on the line
Ben Franks in my bag all the time
My neighbor down the street he just died it don't pass my mind
Sike though I ain't really bout it
I just want my bag no
I can't live without it
Said you rap
Take your thing out to Cali
I just do my own thing made from the valley
Cuz I don't wanna hear it yeah
Cuz I don't wanna heat it yeah
All y'all trash all y'all write the same lyrics
My Product last forever it come from the spirt
If I rap it your gonna hear it
I put my mind in it nebular flow
Doing this all off my cellular phone
I'm so in the feature i've already blow
Keep your money I ain't needing no loan
You can't stop me cuz i'm all in my zone
Feel like i'm chose but i'm all on my own
On my own but I 'm good with that
Took my own path and theses no looking back yeah

Count the residuals
Line them up do them all in the intervals
We worried about dollars
When kids in Africa just mining for minerals
It's kinda funny
We worried about dollars worried about coins
It's kinda funny
We worried about dollars we worried about coins
Count the residuals
Line them up do them all in the intervals
We worried about dollars
When kids in Africa just mining for minerals
It's kinda funny
We worried about dollars worried about coins
It's kinda funny
We worried about dollars we worried about coins

Ok let me get back in this verse
Back on my bs i'm back in the hearse
I'm back in the ville back on my turf
Back to the cheese back to my my bag
Back to the clerk
Back to the race
I'm back the first
I stay humble yeah I know my place
I'm back to the magic like I'm bad curse
Waves come and go but i'm floating again
I'm in a dream and i'm holding the pen
Writing my sins for the world to see
People judge me and I'm hurting again
Yeah but nobody cares
But nobody cares
Nobody cares yeah
But nobody cares
It's going down like a basement
Keep my head up I'm not chasing a placement
Stay low key I'm still making a statement
Spit so much heat
Kick everyone out so it's vacant
It's just me and me
Nasty flow DM the CDC
Same routine
Concept bars still feeding me
Adidas flip whatever feeds the crew
Used to do anything
For the people I knew
Not anymore
For the people that cheated me
I told my mom I'll make it myself
I'm like a virus no one is deleting me
Leading me down the wrong path
I take the cash
Now I'm so good at math
This is so easy
No looking back
This is routine to me
No one is beating me
Now they say sir when they greeting me
It's so funny how life change
I'm fearing myself
Yea yeah yeah
Now I'm fearing myself