Croosh - Cowboy lyrics

{intro} Now if you apologize, like i know you're going to, i might convince him that you really didn’t mean it Okay sipping a blunt, smoking a brew {?} with the gorilla glue Off of the grid, stuck in the {?} I'm in the lead, let me give you a clue Eyes on my phone, minding my own Star wars ass rappers all sounding like clones I got the force, just call me luke I'm not gonna blow up, b*tch i’m a nuke Meet me at the motel, hit her like a cowbell Singer like adele (ooh) Party ain't special, let's get sexual Hit it on the menstrual (ooh) Cocaine cowboy riding on the highway Up too late, ain't slept in like 5 days Putting in the work from monday to friday Tennessee whiskey got me walking sideways Ain't no rest for the wicked {?} don't grow on trees I got bills to pay, i got mouths to feed, ain't nothing in this world for free And i can't slow down, i can’t stop now, you know i wish i could (ooh) there ain’t no rest for the wicked Until we close our eyes for good (yeah) She said i fu*k like a god (god) I told her just call me zeus (zeus) She said she don't have a man I told her just tell the truth Caught in the middle of stuff Good thing i don’t give a fu*k (nope) Money on me, i got bucks b*tch i work hard, so don't call it luck Got this drink in my cup, and i'm feeling amazing Walk in the room, and i got these hoes gazing My sh*t is on fire, it's hot, it’s blazing My life is a movie directed my martin socrsese Cocaine cowboy, certified sicko Bitcoin papi, got a lot of crypto Sell it on the high, then buy on the dips though 777 hit the jackpot, i'm rich ho