Ambitions (Explicit)

Ambitions (Explicit) - Lute

Written by：Luther Nicholson/Anthony Parrino/G. Barrow/B. Gibbons/A Utley

I'd much rather rap or sell *** than to do this sh*t forever

We either playing ball or land a job

Come to playing to ball my shot off like cheddar bob

And I'd much rather have rap or sell *** than work

Two to twelve just to miss the number twelve bus cause I overslept

Due to the double I just worked tryna' get this work

Made it out the mud now we in the dirt like mcgurt

See me on squirt ni**a where the work

Came across these jugs 'cause my pockets hurt

And see I'm far from the trap rapper but I'm strapped

Like an Eastlake on a backpacker

And oh how I wish I really wish it wasn't that way

And this the life we live when we come up on the forward

And rob a ni**a blind niggas pose with your Michael Kors

In the latest source with the Porsche like its fast ford

Fast forward we ain't on no block no more

Now fast forward lord we don't punch no clock no more

Sh*t what time is it

Damn I'm late for work