Mindful State
Man
Fuck it
Another day another dollar swallowing this monster
Signing up for overtime I wonder when I'll prosper
Waking up at 7 fall asleep at 2
Talking about the AM where's my other shoe
So light me up a stogie sandwich with bologna
I just wanna get high don't any body call me
Reaching other planets and I'm testing out these rocket ships
Lacking all the oxygen imma call the doctor in
Crummies on my pillows like I'm laying on a pile of chips
While haters wanna crowd me to talk a lotta shit
To talk a lotta shit
To talk a lotta shit
Why they wanna do that
To talk a lot of shit
Life is like a music game I'm trying to find a seat
Atleast before my time fades or hairline receipts
My Life is like a box of chocolates hold to that receipt
Like shopping at a target cause I need a pair of jeans
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
I just got a text I'm thinking it's for sex
Or maybe it's for interviews that I'll just probably miss
I think about you heavy
These random hella thoughts
Like where the heck could we be
Planted by the tv
I'll sneak away to take a shot you sneak away to cry a lot
I'll just think it's menopause tell me that I'm hella wrong
Here we come and here we go argue till they call the cops
So what are you doing
I'm just trying to have a beer trying to relax
Trying to watch some tv
Oh your drinking again
Look why are you attacking me
Are you PMSing are you on menopause here
Really are you serious
Ya
You know nothing about me
My futures full of disappointment I was always told
My English teacher always spread it hurt me to the soul
I use to ditch the class so I can get a chance to squeeze ass
Maybe I can go back reliving all my recess
Dodging balls to tetter ball you couldn't beat Maria
Ask her for a foot race that's a bad idea
Leave you with a dash and zoom onomatopoeia
Missin all my older friends I wonder when we'll meet up
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
My heads an empty vessel you can call me space head
I'm just always in the clouds I ain't never say shit
Always lost for words I can't find a conversation
I hate the complication I'm not really patient
I don't got the time I'm making up excuses
But thinking of a rhyme when faded off the music
Now I'm feeling tipsy when tequila got included
Everytime I write it's like half the bars I'm using
Maybe I'm just stupid nah I'm just a human
I've been feeling all the stress that's coming from these loose ends
My back is giving out from all this heavy usage
The world is on my shoulders cause I fail to be elusive
Procrastinate and bring delay I'm sleeping on myself
A walking contradiction I'm Surprised you can not tell
If only there's a way that I can fly off to the moon
Then I'd celebrate my birthday it's coming up in June
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Wooooooooh
Oh Shit I just realized I gotta go to work tomorrow
Fuck
Fuck it
Another day another dollar swallowing this monster
Signing up for overtime I wonder when I'll prosper
Waking up at 7 fall asleep at 2
Talking about the AM where's my other shoe
So light me up a stogie sandwich with bologna
I just wanna get high don't any body call me
Reaching other planets and I'm testing out these rocket ships
Lacking all the oxygen imma call the doctor in
Crummies on my pillows like I'm laying on a pile of chips
While haters wanna crowd me to talk a lotta shit
To talk a lotta shit
To talk a lotta shit
Why they wanna do that
To talk a lot of shit
Life is like a music game I'm trying to find a seat
Atleast before my time fades or hairline receipts
My Life is like a box of chocolates hold to that receipt
Like shopping at a target cause I need a pair of jeans
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
I just got a text I'm thinking it's for sex
Or maybe it's for interviews that I'll just probably miss
I think about you heavy
These random hella thoughts
Like where the heck could we be
Planted by the tv
I'll sneak away to take a shot you sneak away to cry a lot
I'll just think it's menopause tell me that I'm hella wrong
Here we come and here we go argue till they call the cops
So what are you doing
I'm just trying to have a beer trying to relax
Trying to watch some tv
Oh your drinking again
Look why are you attacking me
Are you PMSing are you on menopause here
Really are you serious
Ya
You know nothing about me
My futures full of disappointment I was always told
My English teacher always spread it hurt me to the soul
I use to ditch the class so I can get a chance to squeeze ass
Maybe I can go back reliving all my recess
Dodging balls to tetter ball you couldn't beat Maria
Ask her for a foot race that's a bad idea
Leave you with a dash and zoom onomatopoeia
Missin all my older friends I wonder when we'll meet up
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
My heads an empty vessel you can call me space head
I'm just always in the clouds I ain't never say shit
Always lost for words I can't find a conversation
I hate the complication I'm not really patient
I don't got the time I'm making up excuses
But thinking of a rhyme when faded off the music
Now I'm feeling tipsy when tequila got included
Everytime I write it's like half the bars I'm using
Maybe I'm just stupid nah I'm just a human
I've been feeling all the stress that's coming from these loose ends
My back is giving out from all this heavy usage
The world is on my shoulders cause I fail to be elusive
Procrastinate and bring delay I'm sleeping on myself
A walking contradiction I'm Surprised you can not tell
If only there's a way that I can fly off to the moon
Then I'd celebrate my birthday it's coming up in June
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Gotta feelin' I will not go from
Livin' outta my mind yuh know I
Wooooooooh
Oh Shit I just realized I gotta go to work tomorrow
Fuck
Credits
Writer(s): Mario López
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