Wiki & NAH - Life Like? lyrics

Whats your life like? (Whats your life like) Glasses on, stache is gone, grown up Thrown up in my palm, on too many lawns Nah, too many stoops and curbs from too many prawns From too many stupid herbs, trynna send me songs Nah too many Miller High Life, Don Perignons Whats your life like, terry cloth with hairy arms And very charm, ? Nights and mornings, I want everything I write recorded Everything I write important, maybe not, might be boring Might be vital for him, either way its my right to pour it (out) My stories running out The floor's is caving in, Insane flaws I was raving and running bout Ain't got no other route, if I ain't saying sh*t til the day that the son come out Then he can bathe in the basket, Until thе next thing you know Here comе the drought, Ain't nothing saving him now Whats all the fussing about, its too late to pray for the child His life is just laying him out Nah ima just lay on my light 'fore I wanna say fu*k it Make my own fate and be out Whats your life like? (Whats your life like?)