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Retirement Plan Video (MV)




Performed By: Kota the Friend
Length: 1:48
Written by: Avery Jones




Kota the Friend - Retirement Plan Lyrics
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I got a girl I'm tryna put a baby in
Stay at home dad life, no one gotta babysit
Drive the kids around the city, meetin' family
Pick up flowers for they mommies, they be smilin' on the daily
'Til the sun fall, heads drop, eyes close
Slowly 'til they knocked out, dropped off
Yet another great day, every day a pay day
I ain't ever worried about my pay grade
This here is a safe space, yes siree, yeah

I don't come from money but my kids will
Still all they care about is big wheels
In twenty years I'ma have a couple beds, in my LayZBoy
Tellin' 'em how daddy was a big deal, get real
They only see me as dad
And all they know is I'm here
And I ain't ever gon' leave
They go wherever with me
In 2020 my son is comin' to every label meet in a seat and learnin'
I'ma teach him the terms
He only three, "Dad, what is perpetuity?"

"Baby boy, that mean that they tryna take all my money
And make your daddy a slave
And take away all your toys so daddy can have some fame
But your daddy is a free man
If they tell us they can do it, we can
Real estate and business shit, boy that's the key plan
By the time you ten, you gon' know enough to take all these meetings alone
And you gon' speak on my behalf, 'cause you big smart
And over all of that you got a big heart
One day you gon' have your own family to kick start
And you gon' be the one behind the wheel
With your babies in the backseat
Kickin' 'em that real life shit, yeah"
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I got a girl I'm tryna put a baby in
Stay at home dad life, no one gotta babysit
Drive the kids around the city, meetin' family
Pick up flowers for they mommies, they be smilin' on the daily
'Til the sun fall, heads drop, eyes close
Slowly 'til they knocked out, dropped off
Yet another great day, every day a pay day
I ain't ever worried about my pay grade
This here is a safe space, yes siree, yeah

I don't come from money but my kids will
Still all they care about is big wheels
In twenty years I'ma have a couple beds, in my LayZBoy
Tellin' 'em how daddy was a big deal, get real
They only see me as dad
And all they know is I'm here
And I ain't ever gon' leave
They go wherever with me
In 2020 my son is comin' to every label meet in a seat and learnin'
I'ma teach him the terms
He only three, "Dad, what is perpetuity?"

"Baby boy, that mean that they tryna take all my money
And make your daddy a slave
And take away all your toys so daddy can have some fame
But your daddy is a free man
If they tell us they can do it, we can
Real estate and business shit, boy that's the key plan
By the time you ten, you gon' know enough to take all these meetings alone
And you gon' speak on my behalf, 'cause you big smart
And over all of that you got a big heart
One day you gon' have your own family to kick start
And you gon' be the one behind the wheel
With your babies in the backseat
Kickin' 'em that real life shit, yeah"
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Writer: Avery Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.


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