[Intro: *Kid* & Skinny DeVille]
*Dad are you going to the studio today?*
Yeah. Why, what's up?
*Can I go?*
Not today, man
*Uhhh*
I'll bring you soon, OK?
*OK*
Love you
*Love you, too*
[Skinny DeVille]
Yeah
Standing in the mirror, ask myself "What I'm rapping for?"
Used to be smash hoes, d** and watch the cash flow
Now my life wise and older, but still an a**hole
Chilling in my castle, nappy fro and bath robe (aye!)
Labels that I made it out, the opposite of flat broke
Been f**ing with them hoes a lot, but blowing dab smoke
Toking on some Afghan goot could make that a** choke
Been hustling, back with his youth then I move fast forward
Am I thinking, keep an old flask cause I'll prolly keep drinking
I'm on the sa**, so you know I keep speaking
Roll the gra**, but only if it's decent
Thank God it's weekend
Thinking about going vegan
Then I laugh at the thought when it sinks in
I love meat man
I'm gone off the deep end
Where's the sheep skin?
Bad little chick here I'm about to sink my teeth in
[Hook x2]
Spending one day a week at home
Two days a week on the road
Three days in the studio
Now my kids all looking grown
[Post hook]
Are you going to the studio today (Now my kids all looking grown)
Can I come? (Now my kids all looking grown)
Now my kids all looking grown
Now my kids all looking grown
[Fish Scales]
Roll it up my homeboy
I got pounds of midget with a cool ticket
Playing 2 K and I'm a fool with it
Riding on that with the roof missing
I've been riding dirty since '89
Seen a bunch of good n***as do crazy time
Seen the judge hit 'em where the good lord split 'em
Especially when their skin color the same as mine
I stopped going to church
Came right back cause outside was worse
n***as acting hard but it's too rehearsed
Ain't satisfied until they on a shirt
The n***as gone bezerk
[Skinny Deville]
Claim they k**ers in the verse, wouldn't snatch a purse
When the slugs start to fly, they say innocent first
What goes around comes around
Remember karma, jerk
And the hearse is last
Live's a blast
Living through my kids, I'm letting go of the past
It's easier when I said over shots in a gla**
It's all adding up now that I'm doing the math
It's just me and my b**h cause I ain't giving up half
A real motherf**er, but one hell of a dad
Call me the blues traveler walking the path
Of the righteous might just give 'em more gas
Til I go out like Whitney simply taking a bath
Til then...
[Hook x2]
Spending one day a week at home
Two days a week on the road
Three days in the studio
Now my kids all looking grown
[Post hook]
Now my kids all looking grown x4
[Outro: Skinney DeVille and *grown kid*]
Yo, I'm about to roll to the studio, you trying to roll?
*Nah I can't, I gotta go to work*
Damn