MiQ The Burb Boy - Throw the Rice Lyrics

I, know they think that I ain't got the sauce but homie
I, stay up way too late
I'm pillow tossin' through the night
I am always focused on my grip so I could climb
If you wasn't round me when I slipped then I decline yeah
Watchin' all the f*ckery I sit back and hit recline
Cuttin' up the lead
I set that shit up in a line yeah
I rise with the moon
And with the stars and with the tide
Married to the grind
I tell the crowd to throw the rice yeah
Skrt in a limo
Like it ain't a rental
Bars like avengers the way they assemble
I been in my temple
Keep up the tempo
They act like it's simple
Like go out and kill em
But homie be civil
And maybe just maybe
Just go and sell out and do pop
Like a pimple
I, do not see the benefit of doin' what you like
Prolly get the racks
But then I'd prolly lose my mind
I secured the bag
You see them shits under my eyes
I can't run the game
I'm busy runnin' from the knife
I, know they think that I ain't got the sauce but homie
I, stay up way too late
I'm pillow tossin' through the night yeah
I am always focused on my grip so I could climb
If you wasn't round me when I slipped then I decline yeah
Watchin' all the f*ckery I sit back and hit recline
Cuttin' up the lead
I set that shit up in a line
I rise with the moon
And with the stars and with the tide
Married to the grind
Tell the crowd to throw the rice yeah
Through the night
I just want the lights I
Don't want the easy route
I'm lookin' for the right one
Take my time uh
Show up at my show
You give me hope
You give me life uh
Lemme see them hands
Lemme see you dance, hey
I ain't had a chance
Till I made the plans
I would try to warn em
They ain't understand
Now I see em duck and cover
When they hear the mans
When they hear the mans
Under estimated
I'll be the best who make it
Ever made it
Ever say that I'm just another basic
Face who spit
You a fake
You a bitch
You a lame
You ain't shit
Was you sayin' some shit
Was you sayin' some shit
Complainin' and shit
Mad at the movements
Cause you all complacent and shit
Start makin' a shift
F*ck is you doin'
I was in ruins
Had to get over it
Under influence
Under the sewers
Under impression that I couldn't do it
But I would pull through it
An L is a lesson
I put in the music
Made it a musical
Made it so beautiful
Made it my cue to go
I, know they think that I ain't got the sauce but homie
I, stay up way too late
I'm pillow tossin' through the night
I am always focused on my grip so I could climb
If you wasn't round me when I slipped then I decline yeah
Watchin' all the f*ckery I sit back and hit recline
Cuttin' up the lead
I set that shit up in a line yeah
I rise with the moon
And with the stars and with the tide
Married to the grind
I tell the crowd to throw the rice yeah