Lawrence Mulrooney - New to Malibu lyrics

Saw the gla** half full b**h I chugged it Threw the cup at the wall, I own it That's my cup, my mess to clean up The point is I knew the best path when I drove up Popped all my tires I'm still keeping up b**h I'm wired like electrician My eyes redder than a red bone I'm high yup yup we all know No time for the no goods and never doers Need this time of mine never wasn't in this future Make ya sh** original you just another computer Spend ya days a training come to find I am the shooter Sitting at the finish line I ain't racing But the race don't begin till my pen get to spraying It's ink in the pen And the brains on that pad Every word is improving so tell me what you doing Feel the beat its a uplift rapture Toe tapping music plastered Skipping glistening My equipment is the art that's stuck in the system Life a museum enriching ma**es Since they can't just play your part I'm on a journey to smarten up with the bars I can't stop of course f** cars, when your auras a mirage Dodge, my gosh Missing garage find Ra's No Versace in the wild Food piles over style Water like the Nile No snakes I shot them crocs down Now Scratching on her soul Sargent Slaughter to her daughter Blow my mind on gra**y knoll She don't do the fake but tits faker than her soul I've been pacing for the greatness Are we worried, no