From the recording From The Projects To Prison To My Paradise
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ray Jones in the lab, late shift
Invoices in a stack by the kick
Phone buzzin', he flip it on mute
They just want the sauce, never plant no roots
Krate Kings logo on the cracked screen
Three LLCs and a half dream
All gas, double booked, no chauffeur
Still printin' labels from the home server
[Chorus]
They love the sound, but they hate the grind
Try to take a slice, never help me climb
Smile in my face, hands out for the gold
But they never lift a brick, never carry the load
I’m duckin’, I’m dodgin’, I’m swervin’ the leeches
Buildin’ up a kingdom, they just want the pieces
You don’t get the crown if you skipped the dirt
Ray Jones make it sing while he make it work (yeah)
[Verse 2]
Zoom call, beat tape, both on deck
Calendar look like a car wreck
Everybody say, "Bro, put me on"
Ain’t nobody say, "How can I add strong?"
Studio rent and the payroll due
They only pop out when the check come through
Talk about "family," talk about "team"
Disappear quick when it’s time to bleed
[Bridge]
Who stayed down when the power cut?
Who took meetings from the coffee cup?
Who brought value when the well ran dry?
Not you, so I hit decline
[Chorus]
They love the sound, but they hate the grind
Try to take a slice, never help me climb
Smile in my face, hands out for the gold
But they never lift a brick, never carry the load
I’m duckin’, I’m dodgin’, I’m swervin’ the leeches
Buildin’ up a kingdom, they just want the pieces
You don’t get the crown if you skipped the dirt
Ray Jones make it sing while he make it work (oh yeah)