It seems like everybody is under the impression
that you need a song for the clubs to get your name out
I see it a little differently


Chorus (Cristiles):


'cause I could give a $#&@ about a song for the clubs/
makin' music for the (*##$es and the thugs/
makin' songs 'bout the money and the drugs/

$#&@ that, let me show you how to buzz/

Verse 1 (Cristiles):


I'ma gas this, $#&@ an image $#&@ that %#@!/
since day one I've been on that rap %#@!/

I've been spittin' my $$# off/
all it ever took was a beat for me to gas on/
but I'm goin' for the cash this year/

I gotta get rich, $#&@ a rap career/
what you know about a one bedroom?/
with no food in the fridge, I gotta grind 'till I'm doin' it big/

'cause I'm tired of this broke %#@!/
and I don't give a %#@!
what a hater say or think about me what they don't get/

shout out to Dope Dev, I'm still grindin' for the team/
this is what it sounds like, when you grindin' for the green/
you could do it for the fame, you could do it for the #~!!@/

hella years in the game I ain't nothin' like a rookie/
and you trippin' if you ain't heard of Cristiles/
this ain't a song this is how gettin' rich sound/


Chorus (Cristiles):


'cause I could give a $#&@ about a song for the clubs/
makin' music for the (*##$es and the thugs/
makin' songs 'bout the money and the drugs/

$#&@ that, let me show you let me show you how to

'cause I could give a $#&@ about a song for the clubs/

makin' music for the (*##$es and the thugs/
makin' songs 'bout the money and the drugs/
$#&@ that, let me show you how to buzz/


Verse 2 (Cristiles):


Look, y'all don't even understand anyway/
I'm 5'10 but my pen is a heavyweight/
I'm gassin' any beat on any day/

'cause cash is all I need in every way/
from the Bay to the Valley to La/
took a break for a minute now I'm back to the game/

now I'm back here to stay, shout out to my enemies/
mad that my $$# back what they tellin' me/
when you somethin' that most people will never be/

you see the kind of hate most people will never see/
and you meet the girls that would never leave/
makin' ex girls feel hella jealousy/

I'm me I ain't gotta pretend to be/
you should see all the messages they sendin' me/
hate was the poison revenge is the remedy/

with that said I'm back now and I'll never leave/

Chorus (Cristiles):


'cause I could give a $#&@ about a song for the clubs/
makin' music for the (*##$es and the thugs/

makin' songs 'bout the money and the drugs/
$#&@ that, let me show you let me show you how to


'cause I could give a $#&@ about a song for the clubs/
makin' music for the (*##$es and the thugs/
makin' songs 'bout the money and the drugs/

$#&@ that, let me show you how to buzz/

Verse 3 (Cristiles):


It's kickin' in, I'm feelin' the pill now/
been through hella %#@! I will kill now/
'cause I guess it's what the streets do/
but don't get it twisted I got love for the streets too/

most of my patnas were thugs or was drug dealers/
y'all yellin' mob but you never was killers/
this ain't pretty boy rap this is pain music/
my life was a brick wall I had to break through it/
$#&@ a skinny jean trend man I can't do it/

and $#&@ another rap beef, nah I ain't stupid/
for the record, I still rock fitteds/
snap backs is a fad and I ain't with it/
all my fans hella mad when I ain't winnin'/
I guess that's why my fans always stay grinnin'/

all these memories make it hard to stay sober/
so I'm watchin' the thrown until it ain't Hovas/