[Intro]
It's like I wake up every morning to another death oh well the way the police see it, it's just another less and I ain't depressed I'm just ventin', other stress
[Verse 1]
It's like I wake up every morning to another death oh well the way the police see it, it's just another less and I ain't depressed I'm just ventin', other stress, everything feels sorted till I'm in some other mess and that's the life that I'm livin', why's mommy think I keep takin', knives out the kitchen? trust me if you got life you'd be snitchin', so step with something sharp and its a price that you riskin'
[Verse 2]
In the ends you either stabbed or gunned up so I don't want friends I just wanna get my funds up, stress fuckin', with my head I'm used to being numbed up, you can hold smoke like how this cali gets bunned up, my head's fucked and if I spoke what I thought you'd 'prolly start to think, weed helps me focus but I've never really thought to drink, see how i can write story puttin', thought to ink, think is your mom nice before you go and draw the ting
[Verse 3]
'cause these niggas wanna party, I wanna get rich, I'm focused on lizzy while you tryna be on the guest list i'm [?] like Jamie Oliver's best dish, feelin', like I'm livin', that power episode from Netflix, if you wanna hear some real shit then nigga check this, I lived a life that isn't nice so my ex left quick, I'm just tryna', stay above the milk like some Nesquik,'cause I never really know how far away that death is
[Chorus]
I'm an anti-social yute I never took the easy route, so I roll anotha', zoot and then I blow it like a flute, I be smokin', five a day and I ain't talkin', 'bout some food, life's a game it's how you play it and I ain't talkin', bout Kahoot, 'ion trust a nigga, got to watch where I step 'cause this life either get's you in jail or dead, I'm music focused now, I'm used to baggin', up a zed emotions ripping through my head, I hope your deepin', what I said
[Verse 4]
I did some time in a cell for some shit I didn't do, mom couldn't look me in the eyes but mom I couldn't look at you, behind bars lookin', like the son she never knew but I don't think she knows that I do this all for you, ever since I've been out that cell I stuck to music like some glue and every track that I drop is gettin', colder like the flu I ain't Cadet, I'm an underrated legend, man's new and when they hear me on the track they're like who?
[Ending Verse]
I be startin', every day with a wake' n bake then It's back to the roads 'cah I'm tryna get my paper straight, no kit-kat mom says that I should take a brake, how can I sit on my ass when nigga i got dreams to chase, It's fucked, everyone thinks i'm a bad yute, 'cause I got shh and a pack up in this track suit, is it 'cause i'm quite tall or I got dreads too, it seems to me everything black is some bad news, i'm tryna share to these yutes, see the bigger picture, 'cause a niggas life ain't exactly what you see on Insta, all i know is roll the roach and smoke the rizzla', love my fam, I ride if you lay your hand on my sister, you ain't got a penny to your name so how you gonna', chat, bullshitin', in a track when you never in the trap, how you gonna', bail me you haven't checked on me in time, no time for them niggas get the dick head of my line
