Gouda - Kamos

Baby moms sweating I need some Gouda

No food, 9 to 5 I work and I see no Gouda

Stressing, How da hell am I gonna make this gouda

Problem I need to slove wishing don’t make no Gouda

Time is my essence, I labor with all efforts

Complying what they endeavor left eating scraps of the cheddar

Lie far from what they measure the standard wage for the shelter

These buildings rising however don’t aid to people with lessor

I better eat this presure like a 4th quarter special

Wit' no utensil grind get no sleep for the rents due

Shall I pretend to, say I got it like friends do

Book presidential life is suite with no residential

When its all through feelings ahh you just like a dental

Been knew what that spend do, I break Bens' for Andrew

Quintuple the bread try to save pockets instead

It’s never worth for me to pick cotton for thread

I know the ledge I seen toes cripple on to the edge

Who been mislead like republicans picking the prez'

From figureheads in the hood who been jailed or now dead

Their way for cheese was not the way I was bred

But where that lead

Gouda

Shall I stay legal I’m a call from an eagle

I’m far from equal, trynna raise a dime for my fetal

A hungry negro, will call to steal it all from the chinos

Was he how we gambled deliveries becoming casinos

Van Gogh influence for green was more hooked than needle

Where an easy jux could lead to drawing shit on an easel

D’s will see you, and precede to run your name on a vehicle

Knowing the worth is 3 times more then their reachable

But you leased it tho, so in my view thats at least a go

Writing a new compose, except it wasn’t musical

Eye out the window timing Garda on the daily scope

But I’m a father not my father 20 years ago

The green I gross like the shit in your nose

You pick it, its gone account about to be overdrawn

As I stumble upon another fucking monthly payment

Early Sundays cutting out the coupons trashing the fonts

Gouda