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Sleep all day all night gettin' high shit
There's no way that you live life like this
White bitch, black bitch, hella indecisive
Never went away, I just stay feelin' righteous
Nowadays everybody wanna rap
Guess that makes me more of the same
Catch me, whippin' the foreign again
I just ran through a quarter again
Light one up, we boardin' the plane
Too much drip, I pour out the rain
I will never get bored of these chains
Mans not hot, add more of the flame
Drippin' sauce, El Yucateco
This the roster, you been let go
With my dogs, it look like Petco
I'm a Rasta, fuck a Benzo
Bitch I got bars for days
I spark the haze, and start the bass
Impart my wisdom, chart the plays
Find the way and mark my place
Yeah, Leeway got beats, but he don't even use 'em
Float like a butterfly, then I'mma bruise 'em
My competition, ain't much competition
They wearin' that Gucci that don't even suit 'em
Give me a beat and you know I abuse it
All of your music that shit is amusin'
Mumblin' mumblin', all that confusin'
Concussions I touch 'em and give a contusion
Sleep all day all night gettin' high shit
There's no way that you live life like this
White bitch, black bitch, hella indecisive
Never went away, I just stay feelin' righteous
Life like Deja Vu,
Day after day tryna pay my dues
Hunnid band, hunnid band, ain't no use
Spent all my time on wasted youth
Life like Deja Vu,
Day after day tryna pay my dues
Hunnid band, hunnid band, ain't no use
Spent all my time on wasted --
I'mma go off, like a bomb, when you gimme the mic
It's off the top, with the Raws, when you gimme a light
I'm gettin' lost, in my songs, writing every night
No I cannot, get it wrong, in the studio like
I'm Walter White, when I'm cooking it up
Audio dope, you can look my shit up
Quality product, I'm hooking it up
Honing my craft, 'til they bookin' me up
Spending my days, locked in the booth
Ten thousand hours, this ain't no fluke
Chasin' a dream, that's like a goose
Signin' a deal, that's like a noose
I do not care, I want the juice
I want the chains, I want the shoes
When will it change, ain't got a clue
Wake in the morn', ain't nothing new
Sleep all day all night gettin' high shit
There's no way that you live life like this
White bitch, black bitch, hella indecisive
Never went away, I just stay feelin' righteous
There's no way that you live life like this
White bitch, black bitch, hella indecisive
Never went away, I just stay feelin' righteous
Nowadays everybody wanna rap
Guess that makes me more of the same
Catch me, whippin' the foreign again
I just ran through a quarter again
Light one up, we boardin' the plane
Too much drip, I pour out the rain
I will never get bored of these chains
Mans not hot, add more of the flame
Drippin' sauce, El Yucateco
This the roster, you been let go
With my dogs, it look like Petco
I'm a Rasta, fuck a Benzo
Bitch I got bars for days
I spark the haze, and start the bass
Impart my wisdom, chart the plays
Find the way and mark my place
Yeah, Leeway got beats, but he don't even use 'em
Float like a butterfly, then I'mma bruise 'em
My competition, ain't much competition
They wearin' that Gucci that don't even suit 'em
Give me a beat and you know I abuse it
All of your music that shit is amusin'
Mumblin' mumblin', all that confusin'
Concussions I touch 'em and give a contusion
Sleep all day all night gettin' high shit
There's no way that you live life like this
White bitch, black bitch, hella indecisive
Never went away, I just stay feelin' righteous
Life like Deja Vu,
Day after day tryna pay my dues
Hunnid band, hunnid band, ain't no use
Spent all my time on wasted youth
Life like Deja Vu,
Day after day tryna pay my dues
Hunnid band, hunnid band, ain't no use
Spent all my time on wasted --
I'mma go off, like a bomb, when you gimme the mic
It's off the top, with the Raws, when you gimme a light
I'm gettin' lost, in my songs, writing every night
No I cannot, get it wrong, in the studio like
I'm Walter White, when I'm cooking it up
Audio dope, you can look my shit up
Quality product, I'm hooking it up
Honing my craft, 'til they bookin' me up
Spending my days, locked in the booth
Ten thousand hours, this ain't no fluke
Chasin' a dream, that's like a goose
Signin' a deal, that's like a noose
I do not care, I want the juice
I want the chains, I want the shoes
When will it change, ain't got a clue
Wake in the morn', ain't nothing new
Sleep all day all night gettin' high shit
There's no way that you live life like this
White bitch, black bitch, hella indecisive
Never went away, I just stay feelin' righteous
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Writer(s): Darren Lee
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