Gravy - Rittz

They said the best things in life are free

If that’s true then my life would be

Great, but it ain’t cause I’m broke as fuck

And I can barely afford to get a bite to eat

and I’m so tired of balling

Really I’m just getting sick and tired of calling

My girlfriend up, like I need some gas money

You got a twenty or something that I can borrow

Lying to her like I’m gonna pay her back tomorrow

Cause she broke bartending tryna break for tips

Hookin' up with old men at a white trash bar

Saying let me get another drink sugar tits

But how can I provide shit, I’m a starving artist

Praying one day my big break will come

Sometime life’ll have you so distraught that you forgot

Everything you should be grateful of

Like waking up inside a home when you could be homeless

Talking on the cell when you could be phoneless, shit

I got some weed, I got some drink

I got my family to love me and a couple homies

That’ll hold me down, I woke up this morning with a different outlook

I hit the drink then ride down 85 south

Everything is G R A V Y

In the front seat of my cutlass sitting sideways

Everything is G R A V Y

So drunk that I’m glad I made it to my driveway

Everything is G R A V Y

No money to buy weed, I’m rolling pinners

In a ditch pissed, speaking broken spanish

Getting off work late, everything close

Totino pizza rolls, eating frozen dinners

It’s like the bad luck streak just won’t diminish

Cause the rent is due, and the bills are late

You can feel the weight on your shoulder getting heavy

And you ready to say fuck it, I can feel your pain

You pray to god please give me strength to overcome this

Feeling lost up in the way without a compass

You start regretting shit that you ain’t get accomplished

Pompous, people want to judge you and it’s constant

I hit the liquor store and get me some more Thompson

Might be cheap but it gets me drunk

And I start to feel the pressure feel like lifting up

It’s like the alcohol buzz done just enough

To give me a reminder of the fact I’m blessed

You ain’t a loser time to get up off your ass and win

Got homies in the pen doing life

They ain’t never gonna get to see the grass again

I can’t imagine them, they probably envy me

So with that in mind, I hit the drink and ride

And put some Outkast on

Everything is G R A V Y

In the front seat of my cutlass sitting sideways

Everything is G R A V Y

So drunk that I’m glad I made it to my driveway

Everything is G R A V Y

My famous team mentioned us on the monsters

Used to hear hate now it’s just applauses

Making lump sum deposits, man the stars aligned for me

It’s finally us that’s flossing

As we dump the guts, flying it’s obvious

Bitches ain’t nothing they watching us

They lusting for me, now my pockets done got robust

We done had the fussiest bitches on the bus

We drink a crown, royal smoking an ounce of kush

Kick em off and disappear in a cloud of dust

Put the lights down now I ride with just

My dad just hit me up and said I probably was

It feels good, done got me trust

Above my head, and pray so I don’t ever try to take it for granted

I was just throwing up with Mike Knight

Hyped, screaming 770, know I’m making em chant it

I finally signed with a record label and damn it feels great

This is 15 years in the making

Burn one on the beat, put the pen to the sheet

Got to let the world hear what I’m thinking

It’s some saken, in the city with an old school cutlass

I got to take another drink of the cup and ride

Strange Music on the chain

Everything is G R A V Y

In the front seat of my cutlass sitting sideways

Everything is G R A V Y

So drunk that I’m glad I made it to my driveway

Everything is G R A V Y