Open up my heart to find the music
Tacoma ent I swear to god that shits the movement
I gotta a couple reason which is the reasons why I do it
Like my mother sister lover and my brother
Search for a n***a kinda like me there's no other
I'm bouta to go on tour in the middle of the summer
Hit yo favorite city in which you prolly never been at
Old girlfriends hit me up like n***a where been at
I tell him oct 31st my music doing fine
She said she only like me cause I'm one of a kind
I said what you mean tell me what you thankin
She said I'm gettin anxious cuz you gonna be famous
When she stop complainin
I come and stick it her anus
Then leave her solar system
Like a star who highly faded
I guess I'm over heads like ponchos
Strivin to be the head honcho
Here I go
They gon' notice wherever I go
I'm all about my cheese like cheddar asiago
These don't want beef wanna know how I know?
Cuz they ain't fit for the taco

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And these are the days of our lives
Just waitin to smoke get high
Drink a 40 oz just to get by
Yeah these are the days of our lives

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I make music to satisfy my ear drums
Bump the shit so loud hatin n***as I can't hear dumb
Don't fear them
They just accustomed to talkin shit
Walk down the street without a candle they spark some shit
Like "n***a who you be?"
This ain't yo block get gone or get poppin
I'm lookin like fuck you is that a option
But I won't say that because I no better
These n***as don't give a fuck they'll kill you for no chedda
Claimin to the realest
Claimin to be the hardest
Young Jeezy and Yo Gotti gotta they favorite artist
Five finger discount acting like they ballin at the markets
And when you shine brighter then yo ass a target
You run your engine
I choose to park it
We in the game of life
I'm tryna play the smartest
My friends go out on weekends tryna get retarded
And I'm just tryna be they favorite artist