Uz there? Leisure life!
For the '99 and the 2000
Million dollar drug habit, million dollar smile
Million dollar man with that million dollar style
You ever see a million dollars stacked up in a pile
Pile all the pressure till the pressure points go numb, um
Me neither! I was sleeping on the couch
Springs f**ing up my posture now I'm walking with a slouch
Selling blue pills from a patent leather pouch
Running with the scumbags who keep the diamonds in their mouth
Hell, I just wanna get paid
Hand on a switchblade
Driving to a dead-end: maybe I should switch lanes..
No blinker, part-time thinker
I'm a half-a** artist and a full-time drinker
A bottle full of whiskey: now that sounds like my cup of tea!
Robot chicken for my late-night company
Adult Swim and alcohol: skinny dipping
Get a pound, break it down, I bag it up and get to flippin!
You deserve a better way
Solid gold, black and gray
Look at all the work I've done and
Still nobody know my name
I'm a victim of my talent and my arrogance
Kelly said from here on out that
I control my narrative
Cause I was pushing pills at the EDC
And I was getting meals from that EBT
Til my case worker saw my a** on MTV
The damn b**h revoked all my benefits from me
Oh shucks! What a drag, but that hag couldn't hold me back
Slitting wrists and cutting throats
Just so I could get the stacks!
Sweet Baby Rays lathered on some baby backs
Marc Jacob leisure slacks: it's like we brought them '80's back
But where them ladies at?
The ones who never paid me mine
You could s** my dick now
I guess you had to swallow pride
See what I did there? That was pretty clever..
Pull myself up out the gutter now it's leisure life forever..