Late to my own release party man I'm tore up and I'm plastered Sorta happy I ain't blow up any faster Now I'm wishing it would slow up, let me capture Experiences, while I grow up as a bachelor
Makin skrilla while I'm traveling the atlas When it comes to raps they can't touch me like a cactus Everything from this point backwards was practice Now I'm making classics, and sleeping with an actress
I guess I just wasn't doing what the rest was Even if it meant they always used to show me less love Now it's always shows at the best clubs The best parties, best girls and the best drugs
See a deal is what a dummy runs after DIY swag bet your business comes faster I started at the floor, now I'm living on tour You appreciate it more, when the money comes after
The hard work and dedication it requires My flow is even hotter than the air inside dryers With a match under A&R's chairs making fires Tryna cash a check to satisfy my desires
Crops taste better when you harvest them yourself They talk a lot but you should be the hardest on yourself And my only advice, is take a look inside the mirror Stop rapping now if you don't see an artist in yourself
What's the difference between me and you? About 5 beats a day for 3 summers on 2 CPUs Tryna catch a space ship to the moon I know what I been working for is coming so soon
Everyday I'm gettin money burnin' good tree Life is turning into everything it should be Never ever slowing down why would we? Life is turning into everything it should beTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
