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[Verse 1: CJ Fly]
This budget of mine always fucks with my pride
Until I feel we doing fine I'll be subject to crime
I bother why?, a tad bit out of touch with father time
Feeling like another abandoned child, that's been effected
Never half stepping, got a way with the words but no sense of direction
Like dice betting, nice women and nice weapons
Wasn't no one to teach me mistakes made life lessons
How I get it?, all the money that I'm spending
With my henchmen, doors opened and I went in
Know this was never really the path that I chose
The cash and hoes, the flashy clothes the links of massive gold
Only planning to give him a half of one dose
Top of the morning they'll be asking fo' mo', offers from chicks who actually do blow
Now I got the whole strip on lock, chip off the old block made chips on the old block
Plus, some cats rub me wrong so I ain't feeling 'em man
What I'm pose to do think twice cause I'm killing a man
Feds is watching posting scoping while they sit in a van
Word was I was hot, so pan what they did with the cam
Trying to catch me in the act like cinemagram
I must be trash cause they trying to throw me in a can
Fiends rush me whoa homie don't touch me, ain't never seen you before you ain't a regular custy
He begin to jibber jabber, trying to get a nigga madder
Got me pissed like I had a health issues with my bladder
All that he was say I acted like I ain't know about
"I know what you got in store, so why is you holding out?"
You a bit to fast homie, you gon' need to slow it down
Until I lay in the earth I'm forever holding my ground
Because I touch figures I don't ever trust niggas
It's just my luck, he was moving like a sus' niggas
Then I, started questioning his identity, heard bullets have no name if they Fly then I guess they're meant for me
You and I are two different entities, you just pussy I love pussy that's gushy and titties
Wasn't friends with me so I guess that made him my enemy
Left me alone eventually couldn't evidence on me
If you know me I always keep a large clientele, how could I go wrong while I'm getting calls on the cell
Said they needed a hit I gave 'em a fix, I would say it with some shit
The vocals that I laid come out crisp, and I'm supposed to give a fuck if a hater gon' diss
Gone be my name on the disc when I'm making it big
Oh no soul sold, get a watch that's rose gold, I won't have to ask for the time no mo'
The POPO is the reason that the poor poor
Ain't trying to be paying taxes we trying to make our own dough
Rose Gold Rolex
Working with an independent label like the one CJ is signed to (Cinematic Music Group) is great. You can make the music you want and you’re not selling out… but it also has its draw backs. One of those is that they will put a relatively small budget on your various projects (mixtapes, albums etc) as they have less money than the major labels. Being an important up and coming artist in the game right now, CJ still doesn’t have the monetary funds he would like to have to make his music.
Another way this line could be looked at is how CJ has a “budget” with his personal money, and he’s saying he isn’t proud of what it is. If you’re coming out of high school in Brooklyn while trying to make a rapping career for yourself you’re probably not gonna be stacked with cash.
Sampled from Vicky Sue Robinson’s 1979 song, Hope your feelings are like mine.
This same song is sampled by Backpack for the background throughout the entire song.
CINEMAGRAM CAME BEFORE INSTA HAD VIDEOS I THINK
fixed the typo make so much more sense now haha