Lyrics:
Thinks a meteorologist knows what falls from the sky
But he's got a steady income as a TV weather guy
They said that I'm not qualified to be on the TV
The hype his income
Comes mostly from touring
And promotional deals
Like product placement in
Music videos and his personalized
Gold chrome painted Monster
I got tonnes of wild plans I'm gonna run with
No proper income so how am I gonna fund it?
I'll blag my way through and I can't see me moving home
I'm
Thinks a meteorologist knows what falls from the sky
But he's got a steady income as a TV weather guy
They said that I'm not qualified to be on the TV
I hardly think I'm qualified
To come across all sanctified
I just don't cut it with the cherubim
The town's already on it's knees
Being worshiped
wearing
Fake plastic teeth
All winter
And taking you for all you were worth
Well I'm afraid I'm not qualified
To do any of these things for you
local on a Saturday night.
Old Davie's at his table with a nose that's always dripping and most of it is falling in the whisky that he's sipping
feeling desperate as fuck
I tried so hard and I got so far
But I'm still stuck here in LinkedIn Park
Got no degree but the local PD want people like me
another, pet her, unless he was qualified
Every first of the month this pretty feline got the hots
And that's when the neighborhood (d-d-dogs!)
They'd
some pimps on a ho stroll, now that's loco
And you're local, and I'm global
That means worldwide like a rising tide
I'm gonna subside and rise again
resources, reduce the amount of time in the workforce
Disingenuous, ridiculous, venture capitalist
Rich and anonymous, taking professional risks
Passive income
its viral going postal
Fucking with a passport other niggaz local
Heard that they was doubting us but now we had show u
When you see me out I be flexing
I'm ah between jobs currently, so I need a source of income
The rent ain't gonna pay itself, ya know
Yeah, well, let's see if you're qualified. Did you
the law would arrive if ever they crossed the tracks
Look up how much public schooling is paid for by income tax
So if no economic boom included the black
knowledge
The kind that rots their minds
So send your kids to college
The teachers take is verified
Send all your kids to college
Your income is pre-qualified
Windrush
We helped to rebuild Britain after the Second World War for low income
The promise of a better life
A picture painted with a thin brush
Helped you
when you finally graduate
Seek out knowledge for your dreams
Many income streams
And everybody in the building if you feel it? Just sing
Ma and Dad told
you can muster
And then some, there are days you lose, but then you win some, so get creative and
Boost your income, working hard you're bustin' your
king
My whole life
Since 15
I've toast mics
But no dice on being a millionaire
At 25
A nigga rhymed out of his mind
But never would sign to a local tho
right between rejection and applause
We had the light
Let it fade
It's now relit
When we found our cookie jar with the local's hands in it
"This feels
to my local head shrinker,
To help classify my disease,
He said it's one of the cases of acute schizophrenia he sees.
Well the milkman's a spy,
before you run it up
Gotta show Him first before you go show someone else
Serve the local church before I give you stadiums
Before He drop a breadcrumb,
Flex flex checks
In the lex with a vest
Shawty stressed
Cause I’m richer
Got some figures
Hundred dollars yeah
That's petty income
Pretty welcome
She's a local at the highway bar
The Ford's on empty so she can't go far
But it's just a quarter mile from the park so she straps on her shoes
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