I ain't come in here
To try and change your life
You can do it by yourself if you choose to
I just want to have a drink
ave some junk, chocolate cake and all those things
And wrap up warm in winter things
Look, I'm easy
Leave me drinking [?]
Magazines and sweeties and [?]
Just enough to busy busy busy
Look, I can't be a retrospective rapper all the time
So I thought I'd write a simple song with different, different light like mine
I know what I'm doing
But I've got to keep on moving
Don't ask me what my plan is
Because I'm not quite sure I planned it
I'm just sitting here, drinking
Playing Pro Evo and thinking
And I think I've got it worked out now
But I don't know if I've got an inkling
Alright, fine. You want a track like mine?
Send me a text and you won't pay a dime
Other MCs want to talk about crime
But that ain't me let's talk about life
Look, L-I-F-E
Spell it man it's so easy
But hard at the same time
If I want to make it [?]
But I can't stop, I've got to get mine
I'm broke man, I've got to get paid
I'm tired of 'insufficient funds'
And dodging phone-calls every day
I'm striving for a simple life
But not like Hilton or Richie
Oh please that would make me sick
Please that's nowhere I wanna be wanna be
Drink, spark, clap your hands
Speeding, drinking bans
Cheating, slap your man
Why you with him anyway?
Two pints, that's your lot
But few more vodka shots
It ain't making sense
But do you listen anyway?