Colfax - Pries

Living the dream that I’m fighting for

Struggle to get what I’m looking for

Can you hear me I am calling lord

I’m a gladiator, gladi, gladiator

I just woke up on the right side of the bed

No alarms for sleeping on me

Never been the one to follow a few trends for some homies

If one day you just happen to slip up and hear my story

You would understand, I ain’t got much time for partial knowing

Time waits for no man, so dab me when you see me

Cause adolescents bout that money and no hand outs for the needy

Misquoted, he’s so misquoted

He’s starting to get a chip on his shoulder and it’s showing

Somebody call oprah, matter fact call conan

Cause once you hear this news you’d be lucky if you know em

And if you knew them, then you knew em

Then you so last season

And when he gets a grammy, just be happy to be that reason

Warning shots for the renegades

This is like a double shot of jack with no fucking chase

Take a picture at my show no need for double takes

Been waiting my whole life lation here no complaints

They like «what's a rapper that got no chains?»

I’m like I guess I’ll pray for some on Sunday but

When the moment strike, I’mma cop a few links

For now I’ll focus on my daughter’s education dreams

So you can put that in your plug and your top 5

What’s a top 5 list if your album dies

What’s a top 5 if you can’t eat at night

Now what’s a list of 5, if 6 digits ain’t multiply

Yeah, I’m getting greedy nigga

Matter fact all these new women are the new agenda

Damn, what you wish you could be me nigga

You got a better chance of getting sun tans in the coldest winter

Man, they see I’m humble bout the fans

Cause they seen what you gunnin and they made it a brand

Sold out venues and I never sold out

And I did it with no deal, coming from my mama’s couch

Can you see it, can you see it, are you too far side

Well let me toss this dice so you could see good timing

Jr, tug of war, who you signing

And then we’ll go cop a few cribs at tour guiding

Out rhyming, just the same privates

Haters watch my every word, hooked on phonix

I’m not blessed, pour 80 is stoppin

My name is pries, do that church man, that’s a profit

Hallelujah, hallelujah, man change hands

That he moves out of silence

Messiah, for your friendly fire

How much power does it take to get higher

Cause we tired of these 9 to 5 drinks

Benny holler taze on a dollar menu meat

It’s ironic, all those girls out my league

Now I cry before I take my first swing

And I never pay for a view or a blog spot

Yeah you going spot, I’m going dempsey

Drug money, b money, no need for a props

Broke nappy have a kid now, all I see is knots

Excuse if I end up loosing you

Nothing stays the same, only thing constant is the change

And lamey parents saying that I’m the one to blame

Cause they kids are dream chasing

And they mad cause they can’t

Or they mad cause they late, and they settle with the fact

Of a minimum wage

I rap cause I got to, not just to look cool

Not just for a few thousand views on youtube

I’m like judge what you want, let your thoughts reconsee

You anticipating my presence like christmas eve

I’am be anything I wanna be

Colfax to fairfax, yeah I dream but don’t sleep

That’s pries

Ah, all I see is green lights, can’t quit, won’t stop

Till I get my money right

Ah, all I see is green lights, can’t quit, won’t stop

Till I get my money right