[Verse 1]
Wish I could reminisce like Noname
Emptying my soul tank
Inhale gas to get ga**ed up
Wish I could ball out like 2 Chainz
Shoot her with the good range
Take your top off if you f** with my Ruby Tuesdays
Feeling like f** the holidays, and Michael Bublé
Feeling like tryna keep a bae won’t keep my pockets right
Feeling like, feeling like
Weigh on me, demons come, want these [?] to die, but they stay with me
Boom, blow, plow
I see life kicking your a**, bo’
Boom, blow, plow
I see life kicking your a**, bo’
Don’t look down, gotta hit you with the left
Then he hit you with the bless from the neck down, n***a
[Hook]
My brother asked me “are you stressed now, n***a?”
Yes, try escalating, elevate, they gave a n***a steps
Picture yourself as Mad Hatter
Soon as you sit next to Alice and take a look at your platter
It’s f**ing crumbs, n***a
Damn, who the f** ate my food?
Man, this sh** ain’t no group
All you n***as is who? Loners
And then they calling you crazy, but I ain’t never been lazy so where the f** is my food, bruh?
[Verse 2]
Check the check in my second life
Might as well work a nine to five
Swear God got me side eyeing the sky
A couple placements is late, rent money and empty a** stomach
How am I supposed to survive?
You making moves with my sh**, how am I supposed to survive?
I’m glad you got a couple views, how am I supposed to survive?
I give a f** about your two live crew, or who you been signed to
I need my money like now, now, now
Boom, blow, plow
I swear life kicking my a**, bo’
Boom, blow, plow
Make me wanna grab a mask bro
Boom, blow, plow
Make me wanna turn to Rambo
And run up on any n***a, swipe him from the hand bro
[Hook]
My brother asked me “are you stressed now, n***a?”
Yes, try escalating, elevate, they gave a n***a steps
Picture yourself as Mad Hatter
Soon as you sit next to Alice and take a look at your platter
It’s f**ing crumbs, n***a
Damn, who the f** ate my food?
Man, this sh** ain’t no group
All you n***as is who? Loners
And then they calling you crazy, but I ain’t never been lazy so where the f** is my food, bruh?