Silver Lining

Lil Yachty(릴 야티), Sauce Walka

Mm, mm, mm, mm

And I realized, I never seen a rich nigga hate on me

You know what I'm sayin'?

Only broke niggas, I ain't gon' say rich niggas ain't hatin' on me

But they probably just do it in private

You broke niggas need to take notes

You'll learn yourself a thing or two, for real

 

Pull up to colosseums, hoppin' in front when they see him

He talkin' to his BM, see that shit, wouldn't wanna be him

He's speakin' from the outside, lookin' in like there's a seein'

Pull up big-body Benz, same color sky PM

The hatred comes from GMs in my DMs

Never CEOs creepin', leakin' spillage out the mouth

How they say hip-hop ain't a nigga house when he ain't got a house?

That land belongs to mama, boy, or whoever the fuck a spouse

Your daddy should've pulled out and never should've spread her blouse

FN in my hand, extended mag did not fit in the pouch

My mother proud of who I am

My father proud of what I'm 'bout

No matter where in the world

Nigga always bound to keep it south

I fuck her like I'm only thinkin' 'bout myself

She fuck me like she only thinkin' 'bout my wealth

A wise note to self, spare your health

Yeah, the codeine kills, all my side hoes on pills

My main bitch in college still

They know I'm down when shit get real

These niggas squeal, I whip the Rolls like fuck your life

I'm switchin' lanes, it give her chills

I'm rich enough to dub all your deals

They think it's cap, I'm down to show 'em

Think it's sweet? I'm down to ho 'em

Five queens in Houston with me

Gang hit my phone like "What you on?"

I said, "Texas hold 'em"

Rap niggas, I bet one thing y'all couldn't say is dick y'all never rode

I need a newer handbook

Real niggas must switched up the code

They think it's cool to go and fold

I know I must be gettin' old

These young niggas gettin' old

 

Community full of genocides

A bunch of youngins tryna slip and slide

This drill a wave, a vicious tide

You survived? So far we did it

Lamborghini Aventador so small, I barely fit in

Moneygram, Louis shorts, the sweater hit the gym

Who really grindin'? Skateboard P

New Gucci link, bitch full of diamonds

Walkin' out the jeweler, my nose up, it's booger timin'

My name is Al, but she do what I says like I'm Simon

Stupid niggas never read the silver linin'

Terms and conditions

All these worms in the trenches made us vicious

Have you ever washed your scale in the dishes?

Fought the police defenseless?

Still a father to your kids while the baby mama trippin'?

Listen, baby boy

Gotta drop your nuts, nigga, Almond Joy

Know a couple Melvins that got killed for step-daddy noise

But movin' forward, this is a Royce (Cullinan)

How I paid for it? Hundun-dun-dun-duns

Sweet D Willie, every Friday's a honey bun

Young LA one, ain't I the one? Ouwee

Ain't I the one?

 

Put all your niggas on, they say shit, I done tried that

Pull up any bitch you want, I bet I fried that

Four years ago, they hit my house but left the side stash

I paint her face but went too hard, she need an eye patch

Can't fuck her if her feet ain't pretty, rub against me like a fire match

Anywhere we steppin' leavin' marks like a Monster Jam tire track

Red and green pills intertwined, look like Scottish plaid

Express my feelings to a bitch, felt like a sandwich bag

She saw straight through me, I was lyin' like my bed was soft

Bring the eight to me like I child traffic

Told her I'd be out, she spammed a wild graphic

She thought it made me cum, it's only causin' traffic

Twenty-four karat glasses, give it to my twin

Shaved pen on every fin

Double life, I been on both sides of a coin like a thumb

Like vintage bubblegum, hard to bite

Ain't broke near none of them, but each every one on ice

Each every one us fight

Each every one us strapped

 

Ouwee, ouwee, mhm (Splashtown Mafia, splash)

Who decides war? Will I live to see tomorrow?

Damn right, a nigga played in this murder Movado

Codeine straight out the bottle

Sloppy threesomes, she swallow, but I'm still here for the nachos (Cheese, bitch)

Boy, I know scary niggas that squeeze clips

What you niggas gon' do in jail without your beam switch?

Can't believe we flew overseas to have some bean dip

Costa Rica, can't speak Spanish, so how I'm poppin' chicas?

Nickelodeon, Rugrats, we grew up slappin' skeeters

Yellow bone chick all that, you gotta pay to meet her

Good burger, baby, they tip more when you a good server

Lil' bro ducked the laws, he's a good swerver

Codeine got my lip purple

Step 'bout Stefan, but the clip Urkel

Lens on it, walk up in the jeweler, drop a Benz on it

Kill Bill, yellow-black suit, white bitch, homie

She killin' shit, used to punk rappers over stealin' shit

Now we ownin' strip clubs and businesses (Buildin' it)

Send an invoice, you wanna bill the bitch, ouwee