Jay Rock, Childish Gambino - Sour Face lyrics

Do I have to rob Peter just to pay Paul
Just to get a blessing and
To get my point across?
Play the game to win
Get the money and the cars
Pussy come free when you handle
Business like a boss in that GS regal
Watch me swang it like a Porsche
One for sitting hard
Knockin' pictures off the wall
Bitch I'm out here doggin'
And I got 'em droppin' charges
Used to push the great white like
I was swimmin' with the sharks
I was dead broke
Tell 'em presidents they resurrected
And my dead pockets they was lifeless
'til I sold them records
I'm in the magazine posing with my nigga
Double XL, YSL on a nigga
I'm so high, I could bring hell on a nigga
Lifetime bars no bail for a nigga
Bitches keep head and that tail for a nigga
Think I sold my soul away
This ice fell on a nigga

Play this in your car, give 'em sour face
Play this, play this in the club
Give 'em sour face
Nigga, when they hear it
That's that sour face
Nigga lookin' at me crazy
That's that sour face

Ring the alarm, Comme des Garçons
Lunch with a bunch of my niggas at the pond
Bowflex like a dummy, instrumental hungry
Places that I'm stayin' got more
Whites than all my laundry
Life of a Kennedy, James Dean roll out
Summer spent in places most my
People never know about
Gettin' mama new house
For now I'm fuckin' wearin' it
Fourth of July, bitch, my shit be so American
Bless the chick I'm marryin'
Keep the whole estate intact
Bless the son I didn't have
Sprayed 'em on her lower back
Focus on them roaches
I ain't never goin' back
Wine is so precocious
Sippin' on somebody's yacht
Real money's never seen, whole thing classic
Think about in 10 years
Change your whole mindset
Back when I would still sweat five Gs
Back when I was hookin' up
With Ali Brie stunt!
Yeah, it's East Side forever, bitch
Hate mail comin' from these niggas
Who was never rich
Or never poor, or never fly
Or seen somebody get wet up
Outside of Golden Glide
Hot 107, nine dreams when I run through
Man, that's Fam, Steve, Swank
That's the whole crew
Monster like a muppet, wallet Warren Buffett
Camp was last year but I ain't
Ever have to rough it
Lookin' fresh from the McFlys up
You don't know about 'em, better wise up
Busy with them rollers, I don't carry mine