[Verse 1]
I don't smoke, but I'll take your lighter
Light a fire, burning up the evidence
Sip a Coke, while I get your game
And do it bigger, better than you ever did
You wanna talk? Get your sorry stallion looking
Whatever the hell up outta here
I'm on top, I'm the king, I declare
That your peasant ass irrelevant
You know, I'm usually polite on the regular
Music ain't my first or my second love
But when I get to work, on my schedule, um
You can bet it all they gon' listen up, yeah yeah
Bussing out the AK, shots out
I don't fuss 'bout a thang, pop style
Jetskis in Cayo Largo del Sur, a hundred miles on the dirt
She always smile at me first, I gotta get back to work

[Verse 2]
My soul dearly departed, headed straight to the grave
You could call me an artist, I might laugh in your face
Can't really brag 'cause I don't really get paid
I'm just biding my time, tryna surf on my own wave
I'm a bootlegger, hopping on these surfboards
And billboards with my name on 'em in my headboard
My mood board's just me bored like half of the time
Well maybe three quarters, who's counting?
I should fall back in line, 'cause I'm going wild
Tryna drink from the fountain, I don't wanna die
I don't wanna age, or stay the same
I'm stuck in my ways, I'm feeling a way, I gotta get to the bay
[Verse 3]
I'm really straying from the path and I don't know the reason
World in the palm of my hands, I still don't know the meaning
Of why I'm here, what have I done to validate my existence?
The way I'm living, I'm a liar to call myself a Christian
I'm spending hours in the shower, water running down me
I picked a flower for my lady, she was out of town, see
Don't text me, I'm busy simping, I don't have time to reply
And then my ex thinking I'm pimping, left on read, don't reply
I hitched a flight to Mexico, I rode first class other night
Looked out the window at the lights and said bye bye to my life
Seems like the hardest decisions the only ones I can make
I haven't been the same since "I think we should just take a break"