Wavy from what I’m smoking on
While I’m walkin this street like I’m playin Pokémon
My brain numb, probly from all the coke I’m on
I’m paranoid I hear the laughter the wonder who the joke was on?
I’m goin back to crime because this rappin life is whack
I got no money and I hate the fact I have to write
I got these tracks in line
But I can’t seem to finish any of em
Probly way to scattered from the hash light
Now that’s a lie
Its probly from the other stuff
Too many days I fry my brain ridin that shuttle bus
I can’t escape my ways keep fadin or? I run a muck
I drop the ball a couple times but now I like to run it up
I’m steady blowin clouds
I been gettin faded every day again and my girl been cryin to slow it down
I got a baby on the way I gotta show her how I can support em
Getting clean is the least that im owin now??
But that’s too easy
Except im goin back to chasin this money stacking it up is all I care about
Im getting so ghost that she don’t know my whereabouts
A heap of dirty laundry here its bout time that we aired it out
Got a family?? I don’t know why im rappin still
Gotta get this money so I can cop the kid happy meals
Im to fucked in the head to attract the mass a pill im probly Poppin pills
Till the day that im pushin daffodils
Then?? Pushin prams to parole
This ain't ok for me
I stay away from the streets at day and they hate on me
I can see the real from the fakes and that shits ok with me
I don’t care what you been sayin keep all that shit away from me
I been grindin tryna get this paper
Break a block up with the boys and save that shit for later
The whole block been talkin bout me like I am their saviour
How im doin good for real im feelin like a failure