I be in the back of my car bumping tracks till the ceiling fall
I don't know if imma lack or when to cut it off
I just notice when the pedal goes backwards
People tend to dip cause they assholes
Or am I such an asshole
Wipe it clean take a seat cause I'm the tailbone
Everybody walking over they got something to prove
I got nothing to lose
But when I'm choosing all these bitches I'm an uglier truth
But ok
Everybody always trynna figure out how I'm doing ok
I guess I'm doing ok
Bullshit, but I ain't trynna milk it out for another f*cking day
Well too late
That's why I always smoke green till I turn green
Have you ever seen a feen cause the moneys green
The type of feen that'll bleed till his life ceased
The type of person who'll be praying on success, and he's stressed
Because he'll never have the comfort of his polo jeans
It's always funny people who be having tougher times
Because the lines only symbolize a party night
They getting itchy for the sticky, but they say they fine
There something on they minds
They never let it out because it's stepping on a mine
I'm just tired of trying to make an effort when the shit is reckless
I be checking up on everybody, but who really checking on me
It always comes at fee
But I'm just trynna be free
I'm just trynna stay me, but it's freezing out
Everybody always talking cause they always doubt
When the moneys out everybody's hands out
It's never out when you struggling or in a drought
All the masks come off when the play ends
Take a bow with the standing ovation
It's like I'm talking in a circle trynna make friends
But then the day ends