[Verse 1: Sideshow The King] Seriously I haven't been working too hard I'm not worried about a new car But it'd be nice Eating Uncle Ben's fried rice 'Cause my debit card declined twice And every time we roll up they be like "Oh look who had to show up" I'm at an age where I don't want to grow up Drinking 'til I throw up C & S got it sewed up If we fail succession then so what? Yo, I'm 'bout to take my time with life So I can get it right And every time I hit a one night stand I know I get my highs right Spin the record, rip and wreck it f** a record deal Living wreck less, f** the rest 'Cause I'm the best, and still Watching 'k** Bill', 700-Fill real Stooping at the crib, more pennies than a Copperfield Wasted 18 years for some knowledge 'Cause they think 'ya boi Sideshow gonna go to college But I'm playing it safe and I'll lock it Drop a new LP, and they'll cop it [Pre-Hook: Sideshow The King] Life is just so meaningless, I don't think I am needing this I just want my friends to hear me out and then start feeling this [Hook: Sideshow The King] All these b**hes pray to me All these b**hes pray to me I want that life of luxury Pop bottles, and cop that Louis V Every year I darken up my clothes And hang around at local shows And if they want to hate on me, then so it goes [Verse 2: Bandit k**a] High school, it was the sh** Literally, it was really sh** Douchebags, pricks, and f*ggots galore Let's not forget about all the who*es All the sh**, I work for it Unlike all these privileged dicks I said out to be so different No one on my sh**, that's how I'm having it Everybody ran their co*ks**ers They all just did what's popular I said no fat hoes, I'm ducking her Stronger than a mother f**ing upper cutter I drove to school, never gave no rides Sitting writing rhymes for that f**ing Cyanide Went to weddings, and f**ed all the brides-maids But I never had it made f** your style, I wore what I wanted to f** your opinion, and go f** you f** what you think about tattoos f** your opinion, and go f** you [Pre-hook] Life is just so meaningless, I don't think I am needing this I just want my friends to hear me out and then start feeling this [Hook] All these b**hes pray to me All these b**hes pray to me I want that life of luxury Pop bottles, and cop that Louis V Every year I darken up my clothes And hang around at local shows And if they want to hate on me, then so it goes [Bridge: Sideshow The King] x2 The better the taste of the vape has my emotions, coasting [Outro] And that's how you make a song *Laughing*