Sipping on some champagne out the bottle
No role models
Chillin in the fast lane time moves fast
We go full throttle
Like zee will secure the bag
If you ain't first then you're last
Well they might just put a knife in you
When you turn your back
Pull it out
Deep breath
Then you feel depressed
How many times will
The same thoughts keep going through my head
Every day
Till I make it
Even then
Nothings changing
Still the same goon
Still the same dude
Still got the sun
Still to the moon
Take some shrooms
To change my attitude
Smoke some weed
To change my altitude
You made it here
I'm so proud of you
Now I gotta do
What I gotta do