VERSE 1 [TheJonesMob]
I like my broads specific, blond, with useful waists
And an ass that makes nicki dream of a super bass
Sadly i can't elope with her melons nor with her fruitful face
But her pear of cheeks make a man pause at a booty shake
I love the environment, see even what i smoke is green
Yet an eco friendly car is like a sober fiend
And an out place pubescent? that is like a sober teen
And a man acting childish that's something webkinz won't redeem
Yanking on my rolex she was taking her time
I said are you a gold digger ma'am? make up your mind
Now there's lip stick on my dick since she was giving me brain
There's a window in this chick check she's giving pane
I'm leaving lyrics looking like they bullied they all blue and black
Punching lines, so read between them, they bruised and scratched
Now what do y'all expect to prove to matt?
Us 5 have him in the back strapped for his foolish act
My words are my empire, freedom to gay men
Fuck you if you judge me i don't care if i make sense
Since i'd rather make millions cause sense don't even pay rent
This is my empire i started building at age 10
CHORUS [TheJonesMob]
Living life loving lavish here at Keeley's Quarters
Swearing for the fuck it, you can teach your daughter
We all smoking strong, we laughing even harder
No cigarettes allowed we're at Keeley's Quarters
I'm calling Canada "here", until we meet the border
I give my two cents but we know that it's worth a quarter
I'm done with a child's life, I wish I could leave tomorrow
Swearing for the fuck of it, here we are at Keeley's Quarters
VERSE 2 [TheJonesMob]
Is it the fact teens stuck in school that they all drink
Or is it the drinking age that they choose to teach us at?
A lot of kids are quiet but in time they'll come screaming back
Fuck a doctor, the stress leaves when the reefer's hacked
Drinking in the presence of people that i mostly know
Some have unfamiliar faces, some are just like phonie hoes
If my parents find out i know i'll get a broken nose
Yet i break the rules and come home in soaking clothes
1 out of 5 chicks are skinny, I got a fat chance
Half tranced on drugs in the back getting a lapdance
Split the word in half the LAPD getting ancy
Cops bust the party i cop a feel then bust fancy
Nikki Benz huh? a busty cop a busting raid
I busted cause shes busty but they busted us for underage
I got a pretty pimply soul underneath my ugly face
But my motto is 'work hard and be kind' and i got lovely taste
I'm here to use fools, that's more than half the cause
I'm here to strike riots, lets tease Amanda Todd
Your motherfucking DNA is what I sampled off
I tell Wheezy live up to his name until he has to cough
CHORUS [TheJonesMob]
Living life loving lavish here at Keeley's Quarters
Swearing for the fuck it, you can teach your daughter
We all smoking strong, we laughing even harder
No cigarettes allowed we're at Keeley's Quarters
I'm calling Canada "here", until we meet the border
I give my two cents but we know that it's worth a quarter
I'm done with a child's life, I wish I could leave tomorrow
Swearing for the fuck of it, here we are at Keeley's Quarters
VERSE 3 [TheJonesMob]
Fuck the employment rates, we know the boss is back
I follow paths find footsteps then squash your track
I rap stories of life yeah and I rap fiction
And I'm told smoking weed will make me a bad christian
I rap morals, whatever, and i rap random
And there is no lying when Matty says you can't stand him
You half assed rappers happen to ride half tandem
But if you threw in extra effort you be the man standing
The faces you see on screen are produced by many others
But all they get is a name in credits and a proud mother
The voices get the faces but the drama is 'who made the beats
Here's the final two stanzas, let me go from A to Z
ASAP and big sean and Kreayshawn Jay-Z
And J-Beibs and J-cole and Trey Songz and Lady
Gaga, thank you god always we hate thee
And stay sober choices means no more Slim Shady
And Rick is ridiculous roaring and ranting
And raving and raging and eating and panting
Women are objects, money is life
That's what they teach us it's public life
CHORUS [TheJonesMob]
Living life loving lavish here at Keeley's Quarters
Swearing for the fuck it, you can teach your daughter
We all smoking strong, we laughing even harder
No cigarettes allowed we're at Keeley's Quarters
I'm calling Canada "here", until we meet the border
I give my two cents but we know that it's worth a quarter
I'm done with a child's life, I wish I could leave tomorrow
Swearing for the fuck of it, here we are at Keeley's Quarters
