Mmmm, yeah ... like this ba**line ... wooo ... One these days I'm a run this town. You know what I'm sayin'? Give me another drink of that water. Yeah. Sing it now... Woooo It ain't my fault you're motivated 'cause I ain't workin' my drive has faded I'd rather chill, talk to my friends And drink my coffee, laugh at my sins I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day And I'm a let it waste away I said I'm lovin' life it's a pretty day And I'm a let it waste away I rather stand on the corner and laugh my a** off And pay my dues I done work my a** off But work never got me nowhere It was like god luck and I just happened to be there And I'm a show up when I show up And if I don't blow up. f** it. I don't blow up At least I don't have to grow up Man let me smoke my cigarette I figurin' now 'bout all the things I won't get A bunch of bullsh** I really don't need A bunch of dumb b**hes mixin' crack with weed But I got caffiene and I got pills I got me a beat machine and I got sk**s And so what if I gotta sleep all day It ain't like I'm missin' much anyway 'cause it's a fake and it's all take You're all full of sh** so I'll D.O.A. It ain't my fault you're motivated 'cause I ain't workin' my drive has faded I'd rather chill, talk to my friends And drink my coffee, laugh at my sins I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day And I'm a let it waste away I said I'm lovin' life it's a pretty day And I'm a let it waste away You all look at me like I done lost my mind Wearin' argyle socks doin' the 'bump and grind' I got IZOD v-neck, a hi-tech redneck Pumas and a foamy hat so give me respect I spent about ten years in the hole After a light-skinned girl cold stole my soul But now I'm up I don't give a f** You can have my depression, you can eat my bu*t I don't need no philosophies, except my own For christ's sakes it's too late, I guess I'm grown And I've learned enough to know I don't know sh** I've b**hed and moaned but I ain't never quit Kept on survivin' and kept on strivin' Fixed my transmission and kept on drivin' So I guess it's okay to be mentally ill Guess it ended up payin' all my damn bills It ain't my fault you're motivated 'cause I ain't workin' my drive has faded I'd rather chill, talk to my friends And drink my coffee, laugh at my sins I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day And I'm a let it waste away I said I'm lovin' life it's a pretty day And I'm a let it waste away Man, it ain't my fault you wanna run errands ... get up early ... go to the grocery store ... It's good you motivated. I'm proud of you, man. But I'm goin' back to bed. It ain't my fault you're motivated 'cause I ain't workin' my drive has faded (MOTIVATED!) I'd rather chill, talk to my friends And drink my coffee, laugh at my sins I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day And I'm a let it waste away (WASTE AWAY!) I said I'm lovin' life it's a pretty day And I'm a let it waste away MOTIVATED! WASTE AWAY!