[Verse 1]
They said the best things in life are free
If that’s true then my life would be
Great, but it ain’t cause I’m broke as fuck
And I can barely afford to get a bite to eat
I bum a cig' and say that I’m so tired of balling
Really I’m just getting sick and tired of calling
My girlfriend up, like I need some gas money
You got a twenty or something that I can borrow
Lying to her like I’m gonna pay her back tomorrow
Cause she broke bartending tryna work for tips
Puttin' up with old men at a white trash bar
Saying let me get another drink sugar tits
But how can I provide shit? I’m a starving artist
Praying one day my big break will come
Sometime life’ll have you so distraught that you forgot
Everything you should be grateful of
Like waking up inside a home when you could be homeless
Talking on the cell when you could be phoneless, shit
I got some weed, I got some drink
I got my family to love me and a couple homies
That’ll hold me down, I woke up this morning with a different outlook
I hit the drink then ride down 85 south
[Chorus]
Everything is G R A V Y
In the front seat of my cutlass sitting sideways
Everything is G R A V Y
So drunk that I’m glad I made it to my driveway
Everything is G R A V Y
They said the best things in life are free
If that’s true then my life would be
Great, but it ain’t cause I’m broke as fuck
And I can barely afford to get a bite to eat
I bum a cig' and say that I’m so tired of balling
Really I’m just getting sick and tired of calling
My girlfriend up, like I need some gas money
You got a twenty or something that I can borrow
Lying to her like I’m gonna pay her back tomorrow
Cause she broke bartending tryna work for tips
Puttin' up with old men at a white trash bar
Saying let me get another drink sugar tits
But how can I provide shit? I’m a starving artist
Praying one day my big break will come
Sometime life’ll have you so distraught that you forgot
Everything you should be grateful of
Like waking up inside a home when you could be homeless
Talking on the cell when you could be phoneless, shit
I got some weed, I got some drink
I got my family to love me and a couple homies
That’ll hold me down, I woke up this morning with a different outlook
I hit the drink then ride down 85 south
[Chorus]
Everything is G R A V Y
In the front seat of my cutlass sitting sideways
Everything is G R A V Y
So drunk that I’m glad I made it to my driveway
Everything is G R A V Y
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