Letras
Cold hands on a warm mug
Sipping joe when my mind slugs
Cup of joe for my mind drug
Then I add a cigarillo with a fine cut
Took a break from this song so I could take a shit
Think about it I don't give a shit
Because I'm young and I'm ignorant
Making music for the thrill of it
Drinking liquor for the thrill of it
Popping pills for the thrill of it, the kids doing everything to stay relevant, look
I'm talking future, past and present tense
Can you relate? Started off in the burg had to relocate
Cold winters hot summer days, I go to school smell like Mary Jane
Middlemen at my door steady wilding out
Guess the old man owed a pound
Figures why the man was always counting
Why I did the chores but never got allowance
Whipping thru upper class witnessing the dripping fountains
Cobblestone driveways leading up the mountains
What it's like to be rich what it's like to fuck chicks from the cover of flicks
Man these thoughts run my mind, the type of life we define as the best
Get no rest, have good sex and these checks what's next?
Said what's next? Good sex, get checks, what's next
Make it rain like Nor'easter, woods of that reefer I might get a splinter
Take notes on your teacher, don't know J kran then you should do some research
Slicing the throats off these rappers like pizza, making this art everyday Mona Lisa
Got in the game had to get off the bleachers, pressure absorbed in the sole of my sneakers
On the east coast, you already know, grab my bud and I light like post Malone
Why your bitch steady hitting on my mobile phone? If I didn't feel bad I would've already boned
Nah, I'm just playing, on the beat I go super saiyan
Tryna take vacations on the islands in the Caymans, would I feel less human if I got famous?
Or would I feel immortal, travel thru the time waste, I'm going through a portal
Said travel through the universe, man I'm moving through a portal