Board Man Gets Paid

(album: Be Happy - 2021)

Yeah, it was late nights in the parking lot
I locked the door and turned the speakers up
Play a record that I just laid
And get a feel for it, I got the Midas touch
And it's never really been about luck
Never had luck any on my side
Feel like I'm Indiana Jones and I just got the ark
Better close your eyes
Motherfucker, I'ma feast on the beat every week
Everything that I do got a hell of a reason
I'm what is needed, here take a pulse
Sing to your bitch, that's on the low
Rap to your friends, that's when they know
Reads in the whip, why? 'Cause I can
My last 12 songs better than your best shit
Board man get paid and I'm bored of this shit
Man, I'm pulling down the rebounds, baby
Ain't nothing but a rebound baby
Ain't never had a shot like this, never on like this
Never be mine, baby
And a sight that's it hard talk, boy
Little funny like a my land wins
Man, I'm feeling like sad shit, huh
It's like when it's Harden plan
Good try, is it Chris Paul? Wait
Nobody want Chris Paul things
Been catching like way new vibes
Write songs like every damn day
Your shot's off the backboard, huh
You need to try new things
I need that Bron-time track, straight up
Board man gets paid, that's right

Shout out Kawhi, shout out Toronto, yeah

Got the breeze on my back, been busy making moves
Man, I grew up looking up to Big Sean and now I live inside the booth
Man, drop the attitude, life is pretty great
I woke up, ran it, saw another kid got tattooed
Man, this shit is really something, ayy
I've been feeling super lucky, ayy
And I really wanna channel myself
And get a ring from a woman 'cause she's special
Got a lot on my mind, here's the essence
Drop some videos, music, and get investors
Get a record deal off and get a management off
And get a name in a hippie and then reject 'em
'Cause I been on the gas and I don't need the breaks
I've been putting reps in every single day
I've been in the kitchen, got some salmon on the stove
And I just poured a glass of water, melon lemonade
Man, you know how it goes like cold
Like Klondike bar, like claw due sweet like Mike
I drive like green light, me like so great
You like no thanks, good like sa-ha's
Man, I'ma find some, you never really seen this before
Really like my chips with the dip and awards
Really like my shoulders with a chip on 'em
This is for the kids that was told they ain't shit
Man, this shit so fast, life isn't fair
Mine's in the fairway, your's in a chair
Mine's in a court, man, I live in the pain
Off a no-look pass, board man gets paid
And I'm out, ho