Hippie Sabotage - Welcome II Eighteen lyrics

[Intro] The truth is playing, uncover the human saiyan From under the stupid sand The f** is it you've been saying? We puffin on stupid gra**, you puffin on stupid sand The reggie you smoke is dust Like f** it dude, you a lame Let your inhibitions go and just find something I promise you the b**h I'm with at worst is a 9 something She came up with her titties out and asked me to sign something And I was like YUP [Verse 1] Welcome to eighteen, where n***as is grimy At seventeen it seemed it was a cushion behind me But now it's a brick wall, it's crazy as hell to me That f**ing b**hes now-a-days can end up as jail for me I ask if it's mail for me, my moms give me sighs as answers On the grind at the time but the signs is there She ain't impressed with what I do in my free time I guess I better look into a school in the meantime My mind is like... [Hook] Whoa now Get back to school, before you get Throwed out What's next for you You guys broke, I know these dreams important I doubt them things gon pay the mortgage Whoa now Go find a job, before you get Throwed out Cause times is hard f** beats, f** flows, and your f**ing sk**s You're eighteen and that don't pay no f**ing bills [Verse 2] And welcome to eighteen, where even your guys fake I see so much bullsh**, it's making my eyes ache And even my moms say the time comin For my a** to find somethin To get me out the crib or to find pay My b**h a Beyonce My living is straight, Um These cliques is beyond gay Them n***as is lames I mean them n***as the same My circle small mayne, I'm lacking the drama And when I face it I just light some f**ing pack for my problems But then Pops say hit the kitchen now n***a what you b**hin bout? Pulled a pack up out his pocket "n***a what these swishers bout?" He looked me in my face, and snatched the blunt out of my mouth And told me kick the sh** today, or get the f** out of my house You think my rules is a joke to you, huh I told you get a job last time I spoke to you son I'm not gon scream or even woop if you don't listen to me But don't be surprised when you come home and see yo sh** in the street n***a [Hook] I know that I should just move on with my life Suggest don't go get it my way Find my clothes in the driveway It took getting so old to see The world is so cold to me If I do like this, I won't turn out to be sh** No [Outro] You f**in lames is trippin me out n***a I'm f**in b**hes, b**h, oh that's what you b**hin about n***a V's up, high, one time I done came a long way from lunch lines I done made a strong case for [?] With a Billabong on like I'm Wiley I'm bouncing through the club with my n***as and we get it in And f** the VIP you sitting in