Artist: Rittz Album: The Life and Times of Jonny Valiant Song: Gravy * Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com * deluxe edition bonus track [Rittz] Yeah, yeah, yeah... They said the best things in life are free If that was true then my life would be great, but it ain't cause I'm broke as fuck and I could barely afford to get a bite to eat I bum a cig' and say that I'm so tired of ballin Really I'm just gettin sick and tired of calling my girlfriend up, like "I need some gas money You got a 20 or somethin that I could borrow?" Lyin to her like I'm gonna pay her back tomorrow Cause she broke bartendin tryna work for tips Puttin up with old men at a white trash bar sayin, "Let me get another drink sugar tits" But how can I provide shit? I'm a starvin artist Prayin one day my big break'll come Sometime life'll have you so distraught that you forgot everything you should be grateful of Like wakin up inside a home when you could be homeless Talkin on the cell how you could be phoneless Shit, I got some weed, I got some drink I got a family that love me and a couple homies that'll hold me down, I woke up this morning with a different outlook, I hit the drink and ride Down 85 South [Chorus: Rittz] Everything is G-R-A-V-YYYYYYYYY, yeah, yeah In the front seat of my Cutlass sittin sideways (sideways) Everything is G-R-A-V-YYYYYYYYY, yeah, yeah So drunk that I'm glad that I made it to my driveway (driveway) Yeah, yeah, everything is G-R-A-V-YYYYYYYYY [Rittz] No money to buy weed, I'm rollin pinners In a ditch pissed speakin broken Spanish Gettin off work late, everything closed Totino pizza rolls, eatin frozen dinners Like the bad luck streak just won't diminish Cause the rent is due, and the bills are late You could feel the weight, on your shoulder gettin heavy and you ready to say fuck it, I could feel your pain You pray to God "Please give me strength to overcome this" Feelin lost up in the way without a compass You start regrettin shit that you ain't get accomplished Pompous, people wanna judge you and it's constant I hit the liquor store and get me some more Thompson Might be cheap but it gets me drunk When I start to feel the pressure feel like givin up It's like the alcohol buzz done just enough to give me a reminder of the fact I'm blessed You ain't a loser, time to get up off your ass and win Got homies in the pen doin life They ain't never gonna get to see the grass again I can't imagine them, they probably envy me So with that in mind I hit the drink and ride And put some OutKast on [Chorus] [Rittz] My famous team mentioned us on the monsters Used to hear hate, now it's just applauses Makin lump sum deposits Man the stars aligned for me, it's finally us that's flossin As we dump the ganja guts, flyin it's obvious Bitches act like nothin to them as they watchin us They lustin for me now my pockets done got robust We done had the fussiest bitches on the bus We drinkin Crown Royal, smokin an ounce of kush Kick 'em off and disappear in a cloud of dust Better lifestyle now I adjust My dad just hit me up and said how proud he was It feels good, in God we trust I bow my head and pray so I don't ever try to take it for granted I was just throwin up with Mike Knight Hyped screamin 7-7, know I'm makin 'em chant it Now I finally signed with a record label and damn it feels great This is fifteen years in the makin Burn one on the beat, put the pen to the sheet Gotta let the world hear what I'm thinkin As I'm sinkin in the seat of an old school Cutlass I take another drinkin of the cup and ride Strange Music on the chain [Chorus]