Casey Veggies - Take It Slow lyrics
[Casey Veggies - Take It Slow lyrics]
I'm at a space in my mind
Where I gotta find myself talk to God
I need to get him on the line myself
If they stop believing in me
I’ma sign myself
If the team stop working, I'ma grind myself
These people
They'll try to put you through hell
You find yourself in a cell
Spending life in jail
My life worth way more
But they want us to fail
I swear the city at war
And I don’t know what it's for
My soldier just lost his life when
I was gone on tour
It's something 'bout the fast life
I guess it's just the allure she love it
How you try to keep it real
Then start switching the subject?
I swear this game built off
Niggas stunting in public
Everybody is a star until they
Realize that they wasn't
I just do it for the art
That's the reason I love it
That mean it ain't enough money for
Me to say fuck it i just signed a new deal
And fucked off the budget
(Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?)
Why they make it so hard
For the starving artists
That’s going hard for the culture
And love it regardless
That don’t do it for the money
That's not why we started
I just do it for my fans
That’s just where my heart is
A lot of niggas come around
Acting like they all in
But let a nigga go down
They can't even call in
Let some shit go south and you
Gone find your fake friends
How you gon' put me on the
Shelf when I gotta make ends?
And make headlines, working
Ain't got no bedtime
In the lab in the clouds
And still gotta catch a redeye
Tryna make history
But still gotta meet the deadline
It’s something 'bout it
Every time feel like the first time
Dear mom, I don't want to see you work none
I'ma make enough to take care me, you
And your first son
I lost my grandma, she was my first love
But girl, I know you watching me
Got angels flying all above
(Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?)
Gotta take it slow, that money coming so fast
Gotta take it slow, these hoes coming so fast
Gotta take it slow, them cars driving so fast
I'm caught up in the game
And shit changed so fast
Given the state of the industry
Can an artist sustain success working with
A smaller label or staying independent?
Yeah, um, you know I think it
It the metric system or the
System for what success
Is varies from person to person it depends
What you want there's some people who
Want to have, you know, ten
Million singles sold and that's what
They look at success as, um
What do you look at?
I mean, I think, I look at for me
It's being able
To touch and affect people in
A positive way and have, have
Music that lasts for a long
Time have a long career, and
Um, just you know, being able
To be influential in, in a positive way
Where I gotta find myself talk to God
I need to get him on the line myself
If they stop believing in me
I’ma sign myself
If the team stop working, I'ma grind myself
These people
They'll try to put you through hell
You find yourself in a cell
Spending life in jail
My life worth way more
But they want us to fail
I swear the city at war
And I don’t know what it's for
My soldier just lost his life when
I was gone on tour
It's something 'bout the fast life
I guess it's just the allure she love it
How you try to keep it real
Then start switching the subject?
I swear this game built off
Niggas stunting in public
Everybody is a star until they
Realize that they wasn't
I just do it for the art
That's the reason I love it
That mean it ain't enough money for
Me to say fuck it i just signed a new deal
And fucked off the budget
(Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?)
Why they make it so hard
For the starving artists
That’s going hard for the culture
And love it regardless
That don’t do it for the money
That's not why we started
I just do it for my fans
That’s just where my heart is
A lot of niggas come around
Acting like they all in
But let a nigga go down
They can't even call in
Let some shit go south and you
Gone find your fake friends
How you gon' put me on the
Shelf when I gotta make ends?
And make headlines, working
Ain't got no bedtime
In the lab in the clouds
And still gotta catch a redeye
Tryna make history
But still gotta meet the deadline
It’s something 'bout it
Every time feel like the first time
Dear mom, I don't want to see you work none
I'ma make enough to take care me, you
And your first son
I lost my grandma, she was my first love
But girl, I know you watching me
Got angels flying all above
(Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?)
Gotta take it slow, that money coming so fast
Gotta take it slow, these hoes coming so fast
Gotta take it slow, them cars driving so fast
I'm caught up in the game
And shit changed so fast
Given the state of the industry
Can an artist sustain success working with
A smaller label or staying independent?
Yeah, um, you know I think it
It the metric system or the
System for what success
Is varies from person to person it depends
What you want there's some people who
Want to have, you know, ten
Million singles sold and that's what
They look at success as, um
What do you look at?
I mean, I think, I look at for me
It's being able
To touch and affect people in
A positive way and have, have
Music that lasts for a long
Time have a long career, and
Um, just you know, being able
To be influential in, in a positive way