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?