Sol - Be Good or Be Careful lyrics
[Sol - Be Good or Be Careful lyrics]
Zilla uh
I've got a lot of things to do
That's why your girl is in my bed
My bags, all packed, and the world is next
I got my passport stamp
Foreign cash in my hand
If I passed you once before
I'll pass you once again
This is not a facade, this is not a trend
This is my life
I bet you wish you was my friend
College graduated, knowledge accumulated
And here I am out rapping
Every rapper on your playlist
Cats be acting like the only moment's now but
This music's just forever if you
Own your own style with the classic sound
They can't hold you down
My zillas know me well like
I'm the golden child
I know you love it, I love it too
That's why I fuck with you
We both know I'm cold
Blooded and something new
Realer than the realest out
Illest without any doubt about to blow
But right before I cut the fuse
Momma I promise Ima be careful
This world can get so crazy I know
And papa your honesty has been helpful
I'll take you everywhere that I go
Baby I promise Ima be careful
This world can get so crazy I know
And brother your honesty has been helpful
I'll take you everywhere that I go
Uh, then I'm gone like the 40 yard dash
I got the baton
And I don't plan to pass it on
I don't really care what kind
Of trends you rappers on
I was already rapping when
That one came along
If I die, my rhymes will live forever
So I stopped gettin' so damn high
And got more clever
Got more cheddar, no really
I'm not slangin' bags no more
This is real rap money
I did it when nobody listened
Me myself and I will do
It till I'm fuckin' dead
And music never dies, it just evolves
Grows into something bigger than us
Bigger than life, a gift from the gods
I'm on a high I ain't ever felt
Tighter than Orion's belt
Buzzin' like a bumble bee
Sicker than a sickle cell
Nothin' you can tell me I'm
A stubborn mother fucker
And I'd rather be me than any
One of you other suckers
I've got a lot of things to do
That's why your girl is in my bed
My bags, all packed, and the world is next
I got my passport stamp
Foreign cash in my hand
If I passed you once before
I'll pass you once again
This is not a facade, this is not a trend
This is my life
I bet you wish you was my friend
College graduated, knowledge accumulated
And here I am out rapping
Every rapper on your playlist
Cats be acting like the only moment's now but
This music's just forever if you
Own your own style with the classic sound
They can't hold you down
My zillas know me well like
I'm the golden child
I know you love it, I love it too
That's why I fuck with you
We both know I'm cold
Blooded and something new
Realer than the realest out
Illest without any doubt about to blow
But right before I cut the fuse
Momma I promise Ima be careful
This world can get so crazy I know
And papa your honesty has been helpful
I'll take you everywhere that I go
Baby I promise Ima be careful
This world can get so crazy I know
And brother your honesty has been helpful
I'll take you everywhere that I go
Uh, then I'm gone like the 40 yard dash
I got the baton
And I don't plan to pass it on
I don't really care what kind
Of trends you rappers on
I was already rapping when
That one came along
If I die, my rhymes will live forever
So I stopped gettin' so damn high
And got more clever
Got more cheddar, no really
I'm not slangin' bags no more
This is real rap money
I did it when nobody listened
Me myself and I will do
It till I'm fuckin' dead
And music never dies, it just evolves
Grows into something bigger than us
Bigger than life, a gift from the gods
I'm on a high I ain't ever felt
Tighter than Orion's belt
Buzzin' like a bumble bee
Sicker than a sickle cell
Nothin' you can tell me I'm
A stubborn mother fucker
And I'd rather be me than any
One of you other suckers