Happy Vices
When you feel like you on top of the planets
Got them haters looking mad, aye you know they can't stand it
If you ask me how imma tell you it's candid
Can't nobody take this feeling bruh even if they planned it
Y'all got me ready to move
I gotta mean 2 step and I'm ready to groove
You gotta choice with your life, is you ready to choose
Now the hard parts over get ready to cruise
While I take you on a journey, that something bigger than money
A story of a young me when I was a little sonny
Where many situations got ya boy acting funny
Thinking it's only 1 me, I don't know what you want from me
Nobody wanted nothing, but the best for myself
It took some time but I'm at rest with myself
I'm starting to see more instead of less in myself
I'll be lying if I said that I didnt do it with no help, Rock
I'm a happy little guy
All my haters can't see me
They can't take my shine
One of a kind made me
Let me get my coffee spark up the blunt one time (One time)
I can't forget about the doggy
Let him out and sip my wine
I'm so happy for this day today
(Today, today, today)
It's such a blessing to live your life in this way
All I can say I I'm so
Happy
When I wake up in the morning everyday
Gotta run these missions gotta make this pay
Cause all I can feel and all I can even say
Oh everyday, I'm so happy
Grab the handshift on the keys
Can I have it on the rocks please
Before I get the car keys
Imma play a little Stevie or Mrs. Keys
After that jump in the truck
Got all my homies rolling ten deep
HotBox in The sub
Yeah you know I'm cutting up in the GMC
I'm so happy for this day today
(Today, today, today)
It's such a blessing to live your life in this way
All I can say Is I'm so
Happy
When I wake up in the morning everyday
Gotta run these missions gotta make this pay
Cause all I can feel and all I can even say
Oh everyday, I'm so happy
Go crazee
Go crazee
Go crazee
Rocky Jay
Leo mercer
Mercer Baby
Yeah
Yeah
Aye aye aye okay
Okay
Okay
*Drop*
Imma niggah from the hood I Ain't no hood niggah
I can hustle, I can Mac, I can joog with ya
You can catch me with the elders or the youth
On the bus or in the coop, imma always tell the truth niggah
Twelve days on my own, need to recharge
Solitude keep me from killin' one of you retards
I got my own lane I don't need no boot licker
All my people traumatized, hundred proof liquor
I drank, I smoke
But that don't mean I lost hope
I put my gun on down, when I'm done off pounds
I might float off ground but I cope
Aye I drank, I smoke
But that don't mean I lost hope
I put my gun on down, when I'm done off pounds
I might float off ground but I cope
I was stressing, at the age of eleven
Living with my uncle missing fifty second
Young homeless and broke
Stealing food to eat from my neighborhood corner store
Sharing it with my bros who go thru the struggle too
Niggahs in silver spoons be nibbling fondue
Drink my problems away like I'm swimming in pools
Sometimes i prefer the dro sometimes I prefer the ooze
Dealing with straight heem
Kept it away from mama till breaching of eighteen
Never call me a fiend, never see me fascinated in material things
Homeboys call me lightweight
Hell yeah if you considering my weight
One more, you might see a nighah irate
My whole family get together to migrate
A drunken mans slur is the truth
No matter how much they try to keep it away from youth
We stay up in the booth, barely even sober
Thinking about our future happiness and closure
I drank, I smoke
But that don't mean I lost hope
I put my gun on down, when I'm done off pounds
I might float off ground but I cope
Aye I drank, I smoke
But that don't mean I lost hope
I put my gun on down, when I'm done off pounds
I might float off ground but I cope
Huh, huh, huh
I came on vacation, left on probation, Oakland I run the nation
Cali raiders, if we lose we win
And if I win we win we get it in again
Again again again shanty, gone off a little 40
4 little ratchets, all of em want that orgy
Yeah, you knowing I'm down to party
But I'm still looking forward while the rain is still pouring
Home girls call me light bait
Hell yeah if you considering my weight
I look good, im always rated 10, 9, 8
Am I'm with the cuties with the tight waist
Smoke a eight high
Smoke a zip high
Smoke a pound high
Then it's game time
"Where's the Invite"
You want to be invited to hang out with friends
But have the option to stay home
You don't like not being invited to stuff and being
Left out the hoop when friends are Sharing stories the next day
It's highly disrespectful, and frustrating
Got them haters looking mad, aye you know they can't stand it
If you ask me how imma tell you it's candid
Can't nobody take this feeling bruh even if they planned it
Y'all got me ready to move
I gotta mean 2 step and I'm ready to groove
You gotta choice with your life, is you ready to choose
Now the hard parts over get ready to cruise
While I take you on a journey, that something bigger than money
A story of a young me when I was a little sonny
Where many situations got ya boy acting funny
Thinking it's only 1 me, I don't know what you want from me
Nobody wanted nothing, but the best for myself
It took some time but I'm at rest with myself
I'm starting to see more instead of less in myself
I'll be lying if I said that I didnt do it with no help, Rock
I'm a happy little guy
All my haters can't see me
They can't take my shine
One of a kind made me
Let me get my coffee spark up the blunt one time (One time)
I can't forget about the doggy
Let him out and sip my wine
I'm so happy for this day today
(Today, today, today)
It's such a blessing to live your life in this way
All I can say I I'm so
Happy
When I wake up in the morning everyday
Gotta run these missions gotta make this pay
Cause all I can feel and all I can even say
Oh everyday, I'm so happy
Grab the handshift on the keys
Can I have it on the rocks please
Before I get the car keys
Imma play a little Stevie or Mrs. Keys
After that jump in the truck
Got all my homies rolling ten deep
HotBox in The sub
Yeah you know I'm cutting up in the GMC
I'm so happy for this day today
(Today, today, today)
It's such a blessing to live your life in this way
All I can say Is I'm so
Happy
When I wake up in the morning everyday
Gotta run these missions gotta make this pay
Cause all I can feel and all I can even say
Oh everyday, I'm so happy
Go crazee
Go crazee
Go crazee
Rocky Jay
Leo mercer
Mercer Baby
Yeah
Yeah
Aye aye aye okay
Okay
Okay
*Drop*
Imma niggah from the hood I Ain't no hood niggah
I can hustle, I can Mac, I can joog with ya
You can catch me with the elders or the youth
On the bus or in the coop, imma always tell the truth niggah
Twelve days on my own, need to recharge
Solitude keep me from killin' one of you retards
I got my own lane I don't need no boot licker
All my people traumatized, hundred proof liquor
I drank, I smoke
But that don't mean I lost hope
I put my gun on down, when I'm done off pounds
I might float off ground but I cope
Aye I drank, I smoke
But that don't mean I lost hope
I put my gun on down, when I'm done off pounds
I might float off ground but I cope
I was stressing, at the age of eleven
Living with my uncle missing fifty second
Young homeless and broke
Stealing food to eat from my neighborhood corner store
Sharing it with my bros who go thru the struggle too
Niggahs in silver spoons be nibbling fondue
Drink my problems away like I'm swimming in pools
Sometimes i prefer the dro sometimes I prefer the ooze
Dealing with straight heem
Kept it away from mama till breaching of eighteen
Never call me a fiend, never see me fascinated in material things
Homeboys call me lightweight
Hell yeah if you considering my weight
One more, you might see a nighah irate
My whole family get together to migrate
A drunken mans slur is the truth
No matter how much they try to keep it away from youth
We stay up in the booth, barely even sober
Thinking about our future happiness and closure
I drank, I smoke
But that don't mean I lost hope
I put my gun on down, when I'm done off pounds
I might float off ground but I cope
Aye I drank, I smoke
But that don't mean I lost hope
I put my gun on down, when I'm done off pounds
I might float off ground but I cope
Huh, huh, huh
I came on vacation, left on probation, Oakland I run the nation
Cali raiders, if we lose we win
And if I win we win we get it in again
Again again again shanty, gone off a little 40
4 little ratchets, all of em want that orgy
Yeah, you knowing I'm down to party
But I'm still looking forward while the rain is still pouring
Home girls call me light bait
Hell yeah if you considering my weight
I look good, im always rated 10, 9, 8
Am I'm with the cuties with the tight waist
Smoke a eight high
Smoke a zip high
Smoke a pound high
Then it's game time
"Where's the Invite"
You want to be invited to hang out with friends
But have the option to stay home
You don't like not being invited to stuff and being
Left out the hoop when friends are Sharing stories the next day
It's highly disrespectful, and frustrating
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Writer(s): Roy Terry
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