Morning Wood
See I've been havin' problems lately
And I got issues with anyone feelin' obligated
Or anybody that be thinkin' I ain't dedicated
Maybe we can roll up a blunt if you wanna elevate it
You see, I have been maturin' while I'm tryna raise a baby
And be a co-parent while relations with my lady
Have devalued and deteriorated
Ima bring it with this album not a probably or maybe
See for too long I was stuck in a rut
Givin' effort to a couple of punks
But these mother fuckin' faggots ain't about it they just fakin' the funk
Like a zip would count as weight in the trunk
I be workin hard
No sick days or days off
'Til me and my amigos
Just Offset and Take Off
Down rodeo double parkin' in a Veyron
s so vivid like I wrote 'em with a crayon
Facts
Lost a good friend and came right back
Another one right back
Now I'm on the right track
Lookin' to heavens like "someone send me a map!"
Pin pointin' all my targets and now I'm ready to fight back
So tell Siri she should make arrangements
I'm back to the old me I'm talkin' pre-engagement
This is rap how'd you think this wouldn't be this dangerous?
And you wack you get lost in the shuffle like in a playlist
In fact I think everybody now is bogus
And faker than the tan on the POTUS
So everybody better sit down and listen and take notice
'Cause I'm addressin' the issue like I'm tryna send you postage
It's all about you who love and you hand dap with
But we all goin' to hell in a hand basket
Some bear arms some bear caskets
And some are parents that shouldnt have ever had kids
Depression sucks it can hold you down
And care less 'bout the friends you 'round
And while there's people that'll baby you
Really what you need
Is a friend like me
That's gonna hold you down
You see I've been there before
Not knowin' if I could love again
And every ear to listen's a hand to rub it in
So you keep quiet and you tell yourself to tuck it in
Feel like Sam Jack if "one of you sayin' what again"
Do not push me when I am this stressed
"Oh what a time" I be lookin' like "what is this mess?"
Gettin' results you really wish that you didn't get
Losin' your life you barely got to break it in
Everybody take themselves so serious
Everybody worried 'bout the flaws in they appearance
Can't keep a woman that I wanna hold dearest
'Cause I never wanna make an in law appearance
But I won't tell the story how I fucked my life
Or how I stay awake I'm spendin every single night up
But I get right up get to turnin' like I'm in a night club
I'm just waitin on a spark the proverbial light bulb
And I go harder than any mother fucker that you can place
Up in front of the kid you do it I'm fuckin' the place up
Like this ain't nothin that you haven't ever seen before
Come through like meteors
'Cause I'm fuckin' your space up
Every body lyin' for the juice
Every body dyin' for the juice
Dyin' for the likes
Every body lyin' for the juice
Every body dyin' for the juice
Dyin' for the likes
Every body lyin' for the juice
Every body dyin' for the juice
Dyinn' for the likes
Look at every single fault
Look at every thing I didn't
Every body switched for the change
But I never did it I'm
Still here got the gas on deck
Bad Italian bitch. her ass on flex
Got my foot up in a place to have your ass hole stretched
I got this bitch on smash. like a fuckin' car crash in a wreck
Bitch
Yeah I'm just cashin' a check bitch
Oooo
Someone give me my coffee
Gimme the crown
Somebody come take it off me
Tell me how you could have been
Any flavor in the world
And your punk ass chose to be salty
Genius
And I got issues with anyone feelin' obligated
Or anybody that be thinkin' I ain't dedicated
Maybe we can roll up a blunt if you wanna elevate it
You see, I have been maturin' while I'm tryna raise a baby
And be a co-parent while relations with my lady
Have devalued and deteriorated
Ima bring it with this album not a probably or maybe
See for too long I was stuck in a rut
Givin' effort to a couple of punks
But these mother fuckin' faggots ain't about it they just fakin' the funk
Like a zip would count as weight in the trunk
I be workin hard
No sick days or days off
'Til me and my amigos
Just Offset and Take Off
Down rodeo double parkin' in a Veyron
s so vivid like I wrote 'em with a crayon
Facts
Lost a good friend and came right back
Another one right back
Now I'm on the right track
Lookin' to heavens like "someone send me a map!"
Pin pointin' all my targets and now I'm ready to fight back
So tell Siri she should make arrangements
I'm back to the old me I'm talkin' pre-engagement
This is rap how'd you think this wouldn't be this dangerous?
And you wack you get lost in the shuffle like in a playlist
In fact I think everybody now is bogus
And faker than the tan on the POTUS
So everybody better sit down and listen and take notice
'Cause I'm addressin' the issue like I'm tryna send you postage
It's all about you who love and you hand dap with
But we all goin' to hell in a hand basket
Some bear arms some bear caskets
And some are parents that shouldnt have ever had kids
Depression sucks it can hold you down
And care less 'bout the friends you 'round
And while there's people that'll baby you
Really what you need
Is a friend like me
That's gonna hold you down
You see I've been there before
Not knowin' if I could love again
And every ear to listen's a hand to rub it in
So you keep quiet and you tell yourself to tuck it in
Feel like Sam Jack if "one of you sayin' what again"
Do not push me when I am this stressed
"Oh what a time" I be lookin' like "what is this mess?"
Gettin' results you really wish that you didn't get
Losin' your life you barely got to break it in
Everybody take themselves so serious
Everybody worried 'bout the flaws in they appearance
Can't keep a woman that I wanna hold dearest
'Cause I never wanna make an in law appearance
But I won't tell the story how I fucked my life
Or how I stay awake I'm spendin every single night up
But I get right up get to turnin' like I'm in a night club
I'm just waitin on a spark the proverbial light bulb
And I go harder than any mother fucker that you can place
Up in front of the kid you do it I'm fuckin' the place up
Like this ain't nothin that you haven't ever seen before
Come through like meteors
'Cause I'm fuckin' your space up
Every body lyin' for the juice
Every body dyin' for the juice
Dyin' for the likes
Every body lyin' for the juice
Every body dyin' for the juice
Dyin' for the likes
Every body lyin' for the juice
Every body dyin' for the juice
Dyinn' for the likes
Look at every single fault
Look at every thing I didn't
Every body switched for the change
But I never did it I'm
Still here got the gas on deck
Bad Italian bitch. her ass on flex
Got my foot up in a place to have your ass hole stretched
I got this bitch on smash. like a fuckin' car crash in a wreck
Bitch
Yeah I'm just cashin' a check bitch
Oooo
Someone give me my coffee
Gimme the crown
Somebody come take it off me
Tell me how you could have been
Any flavor in the world
And your punk ass chose to be salty
Genius
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Writer(s): Ryan Rodriguez
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