Pyroh - Worth a Lot Lyrics

Ran outta blue strips, got that old money (That old money)
Making the highway my bitch you would think I'm a crash dummy
I'm gripping grain while I be swerving cause my life is worth a lot
I had to ride with all the locks because the bag is worth a lot
No, I do not act funny
I just got the bag on me
I need to keep track of a lot
I need a whole staff on me
I heat the room I think your boy is on fire right now
I need my hands to touch the sky right now

I'm in the field
With a mac and a scope
And a mask and a rope
In all black what you know
With a backwood to smoke
With a bag full of hope
Paper tags from the store
Y'all keep acting a joke
Y'all keep lacking you broke
I keep smacking you folks
Countin racks on the low
Getting ass on a boat
It's so fat I'ma choke
Y'all need plaques for your store
Let the sadness evoke
It's all facts what I spoke
Ah, can you see my face
Look me in my eyes dawg (Look me in my eyes)
If they can't grow with me
Then they might be surprised dawg
They all just temporary
They shadows in my room
I had to cut them off
They need some time to bloom
Cause if you not a winner
You just need to find your space
Or maybe you just need to find your pace
If I hand you the baton you finish off the race
I'm painting pictures on the walls before I buy the place

They worth a lot
They worth a lot
They worth a lot
Yeah the family worth a lot
They worth a lot
All this baggage worth a lot
Yeah my life is worth a lot
It's worth a lot

Ran outta blue strips, got that old money (That old money)
Making the highway my bitch you would think I'm a crash dummy
I'm gripping grain while I be swerving cause my life is worth a lot
I had to ride with all the locks because the bag is worth a lot
No, I do not act funny
I just got the bag on me
I need to keep track of a lot
I need a whole staff on me
I heat the room I think your boy is on fire right now
I need my hands to touch the sky right now

Oooh, touch the sky right now (Right now)
I can't see what's to come I'm feeling blind right now (Right now)
Oooh I changed the last year of my life
I'm catching up, felt so behind till now
I need a diva
Who make me put my feet up
Can't be dancing with no devil
Purchase love from the grim reaper
I'm stacking bread like pita
I had to contact PETA
Cause the ops in snakeskin in my grass (Yeah)
I pull the weeds up, that's some shit straight from the preacher (Yeah)
I see a post-opp just like a surgery (Surgery)
I made the block hot like I earned degrees (Earned degrees)
You stole my shit just like a burglary (Burglary)
And that shit ain't even occur to me

They worth a lot, they worth a lot
They worth a lot, they worth a lot
They worth a lot, they worth a lot
They worth a lot, they worth a lot
They worth a lot, they worth a lot
They worth a lot, they worth a lot
They worth a lot