Everyday Is Boring

World screwed up
Never got booed up
Boring everyday
I should join the boo club
Same thing everyday
Rockin middle finger bling
Yeah I'm making it a thing
Swear u hate on everything

On the road to be a king
I say like anything
I ain't looking for a fling
Just want a off spring
Imma give a her a ring
That's how I did my thing
Only god worshipping
Never went snorkeling

Going thru boring things
Move a curtain ring
Grab a apron string
Watch me do my thing
Chef hamstring
Boring days sting
Had to live on
Still had to go in

Working on thick skin
Tryna make a quick thing
See how I quit things
No next of kin
Im Tryna get things
Everything is extinct
They heard my song
I could hear heckling

Wish I could glow up
Anime showed us
Watched on sofa
Jumped like oprah naruto one piece,reborn, and bleach
Those the one I watched
Really kept me at peace

Thinking about that beach
I could tell you see
Different slice of life
Like my I'd
Freedom of a speech
To an outreach
We will out teach
This ain't no speech

Imma get that cheese
I call it grease
Expired my lease I go still preach
This ppl odee
They don't feel me
Life of an outreach
I had to go beast

These stories for me
Yea I know I'm odee
Man I had to be
Rip Kobe
I use adobe
Don't need no trophy
Don't want no Oscar
Want a million dollars

Im tryna holla
I ain't talking honor
She don't want Honor
She just want dollars
I Cannot bother
I'm just tryna prosper
I see imposters
Never on my rosters

I am a monster
When it come to progress
Asked the doctor
Said i'm getting stronger
Wanna conquer
Aint tryna to ponder
Im going longer
I can't be a no goner

You shouldn't wander
Thats how u get slaughtered
A warmonger
Lambs to the slaughter
It's an honor
No I ain't proper
Just forget it
Had to reconquer

Not a jogger
See the way i ponder
Need a honda
Drive by no responder
Im getting hotter
Giving ppl heart burn
Call my sponsor
Let them know i'm on

How i caught one
Thinking the long run
It's a homerun
Never mention no gun
Want a long reign
Thinking about the long game
Use to short term
Now i have no change

Can't roleplay
Thinking about the old days
Get me back there
That would be a worst fate
That's a no say
Huh yea okay
Watch how I slay
Tryna not like stay

Tryna part ways
Talking about the arkway
Yea I'm dead broke
Can't go to the arcade
No fairway
Talking about a fair play
That is hear say
Robbed in a staircase

They gave him leeway
How could that be safe
Game is so trash
Know there is no fact's
I had to go back
What I hear is so trash
I am so cash
Money all day FAM



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Writer(s): Mayowa Akande
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