(Chorus)
Wake up every day I’m balling
But I don’t think that they like me
Ain’t shit sweet except for my tea
So I go out and do what I please
Wake up every day I’m balling
You know cause the gold just spilling on me
Eat good but they wanna talk on my feed
It’s feeling so empty here without me
(Verse 1)
I always been balling like an athlete
Like a math sheet they all gotta ask me
What’s the outcome
Where the dividends
How you working so fast no middle man
But I’m working like I gotta mini-me
Man I need a mill
Gotta plant money seeds
I think I’m turning over a new leaf
In the branch talking money plays no little league
I’m billing up
And I’m tryna tell the truth
Did I spill enough
Canadiana red
Shawty feeling it
But I need more to sip
Man fill it up
I’m tryna feel enough
They don’t like me
Cause I be running game like Nike
I play the checkmate so psychic
I Swear I see the vision like Spike Lee
I do the right thing
(Chorus)
Wake up every day I’m balling
But I don’t think that they like me
Ain’t shit sweet except for my tea
So I go out and do what I please
Wake up every day I’m balling
You know cause the gold just spilling on me
Eat good but they wanna talk on my feed
It’s feeling so empty here without me
(Verse 2)
Ha Ha
Laughing to the bank with
Dollars
Lotta bad bitches wanna
Holla
Wanna know why I won’t
Call her
Not me
Cause I keep sipping my sweet tea
All that other shit can miss me
These guys talking about meet tings
But mine come in dirty like a freak of the week
Call me Rick James
You can give it to me cause it’s all the same
Controller plugged out when you running game
I do it like I didn’t go to school today
Issa snow day
I hit the snowbank
Lotta blue figures
And the ice on rink
Chain on burg
But the ship don’t sink
I got a couple pirates make you walk the plank
Don’t be a Tom Hanks
(Chorus)
Wake up every day I’m balling
But I don’t think that they like me
Ain’t shit sweet except for my tea
So I go out and do what I please
Wake up every day I’m balling
You know cause the gold just spilling on me
Eat good but they wanna talk on my feed
It’s feeling so empty here without me
Sweet Tea was written by Tristan Clarke.
Sweet Tea was produced by Adrian Adonis.