Mr. "Eff" It

Mr. "Eff" It man
Fuck it, I don't give a damn
Yeah, I'm with the plan
Tell 'em I'mma get it in
When I'm finished
I'mma get my second wind and then
Then, I end it
If you with it, gone and lend a hand

Hit the fade-away
Ain't asking for no hookshot
Just where the smoke "nots"
And the good pot
I'll hold a block down
Like it was Fort Knox
If I'm in a tough spot
You gone be sure shot

Get the point?
Nah, it's not that I'm enjoying it
I'm not joining in it
Find some joy in living
Next thing, you're too comfortable
Tied up in spending
You're tired of saving up
Light a joint up in it

Ah, man it's Mr. "Eff" It
Look at how he do it
Man, he do it with no effort
That's impressive
Told 'em, "Wait a second"
When he left
He paid the check
And went right on to the next one

Mr. "Eff" It man
Fuck it, I don't give a damn
Yeah, it's in the plan
But I need a minute, man
With the sentence
I'm sorta like a middleman
In and out of hand
So, I don't know how you spent a grand

You know what?
Fuck it, I'm a businessman
With the pen in hand
End it when I get ahead
Get the chance
You're living
Give a little bit
And they wanna riff
But, I'm giving it another chance

On my Tom Cruise shit
Who the top gun?
Step up out my pulpit
You are not son
Boy, I'm chill as cool whip
Fire as hot sauce
And I live with a purpose
Not a lost cause

Ah, man it's Mr. "Eff" It
Look at how he do it
Man, he do it with no effort
That's impressive
Told 'em, "Wait a second"
When he left
He paid the check
And went right on to the next one

Ah, man it's Mr. "Eff" It
Look at how he do it
Man, he do it with no effort
Wait a second
You ain't pay the reverend
Gone and save the message
It's a long way up to heaven