LIFE LESSONS

[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

[Verse]

I used to dream about the way that I live

I never had a chain, never put a thing on my wrist

I never stunted on these niggas in the illest of whips

But I'm feeling like I should just to do it for kicks

I never was attendin' a party in some Gabbana

Took a few years of rapping and drop a dollar

Spendin' all my hard-earned money on some designer

I could buy a whole block in Atlanta for that Gabbana

I was thinking this in ninth grade

Wasn't with the college 'cause them niggas is not paid

Caught the scam early, I figured I'd do it my way

Find out where it get me

The risky ain't for the weak, the hustle ain't for the scary

I'm doing me in my free time

They gon' make a reason to hate me 'cause I'm a phenom

Independent Black man, I want the whole key lime

And the seat that recline

Sunroof on a crib with a TV that could rewind

Never to your benefit to be what you not

I told my son, "Don't ever let them niggas see what you got"

So when he flash a couple dollars, I'll just snatch it out his hands

It's what happen when you show your money off on the block

Yeah, life lessons in the Jones house

Fast money come and go, I'd rather take the slow route

Never judge, there is always somethin' you don't know 'bout

The shit that you'll be judging, so continue with a closed mouth, you heard that