CunninLynguists - What'll You Do? lyrics
CunninLynguists [Deacon the Villain, Kno, Natti] Lexington, Kentucky, U.S. 🇺🇸
[CunninLynguists - What'll You Do? lyrics]
What’ll you do when the people go home?
And what’ll you do when the show is all done?
I can’t i won’t
I, no
I’m 25 now
Yeah I told my pops I’d toss the towel in
Making music no longer easily
Makes my smile bend
Though, "wow’s" from the crowd’s
Ain’t end yet
Them smiles and back pats still
Ain’t helping the rent checks
Ain’t far from crack packs if
I hursh these verses
Flippin words shit for an
Empty purse feels worthless
Listen, word of mouth done been
A blessin and a curse
We reach heads but the only bread
We see is off shirt sales
Tours and shows spread all over the earth
Well
Recoup gas and hotels, back to this dirt
Hell’s
Far away though, believe I ain’t complaining
Rather explaining
That unless this Southern rain end
We’ll show proof we’s as real as you
Needing a roof, some shoes
Dolla bills and food
Two from The Dirty met with mismatched skin
Acknowledged first that one day
This track may end
When there’s no more steam in that engine
Yet hopefully clean streams be an astringent
But needs outweigh cheese tryna
Stay in contention
"For the love" is a hard reason
To keep my life in suspension
"For the love" is a hard reason
To keep my life in suspension, no
"For the love" is a hard reason
To keep our lives in suspension, yeah
What do you do when the people go home?
And what do you do when the show is all done?
I know what I’ll do in the alone of my time
But what will I do with the leftover wine
What’ll you do, lay it down
What’ll you do, lay it down, lay it down
Lay it down again
And what’ll you do when the show is all done?
I can’t i won’t
I, no
I’m 25 now
Yeah I told my pops I’d toss the towel in
Making music no longer easily
Makes my smile bend
Though, "wow’s" from the crowd’s
Ain’t end yet
Them smiles and back pats still
Ain’t helping the rent checks
Ain’t far from crack packs if
I hursh these verses
Flippin words shit for an
Empty purse feels worthless
Listen, word of mouth done been
A blessin and a curse
We reach heads but the only bread
We see is off shirt sales
Tours and shows spread all over the earth
Well
Recoup gas and hotels, back to this dirt
Hell’s
Far away though, believe I ain’t complaining
Rather explaining
That unless this Southern rain end
We’ll show proof we’s as real as you
Needing a roof, some shoes
Dolla bills and food
Two from The Dirty met with mismatched skin
Acknowledged first that one day
This track may end
When there’s no more steam in that engine
Yet hopefully clean streams be an astringent
But needs outweigh cheese tryna
Stay in contention
"For the love" is a hard reason
To keep my life in suspension
"For the love" is a hard reason
To keep my life in suspension, no
"For the love" is a hard reason
To keep our lives in suspension, yeah
What do you do when the people go home?
And what do you do when the show is all done?
I know what I’ll do in the alone of my time
But what will I do with the leftover wine
What’ll you do, lay it down
What’ll you do, lay it down, lay it down
Lay it down again