Sometimes I feel like I've drifted, I feel different I gifted I've been high so long, need to smoke to get lifted I've been under looking for nikki Whenever she is around, you know I come Vivid of Chicago, south side where I go From to The House of Blues, progress is the model Man the first that I ever done sold out was in chicago Yeah, yeah, living like I've ready to die Maybe not, I don't why my mind is changing Rearranging this melody, uh Yeah, and I know that ain't finna ever be ahead of me All that competition right there is to me Yeah, uh, yeah, been turning the pages Feeling the vibe, shit is Boy, I've feeling courageous shit right here, I've been at it for ages Feels like I'm running mazes, everybody has they phases Yeah, vibe with this, bad bitch in the and I ride to this And I'm feeling it uh, hope I'm forty I'm still in it One of the few be killing it uh Yeah, young motherfucker that be giving he living On the road to success you know that I'm But they wanna publish it, but right now I'm on some other shit I'm in a world, I'm with a different girl I'm with the same team, but it's a different Remember back when I even pay the bills And I'll never how that feels back when I would
Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, it, inhale it I'm gone Buy it, break it, roll it, light it, it, inhale it I'm gone
Okay, doing I gotta do, flying at this altitude I look out of the like goddamn, that's what I really do Don't know why I the planes, sometimes I was to sustain If I look back on it I would do it all over Nikki, nikki, where you I can't wait to breathe you in Been on this plane way too long, I can't wait to see you Oh my God turbulence has got me sippin' on this liquor Crazy racist bitch looking at us like "who are these niggas?" class, on they ass, all complain that's when I dash Just in Europe and this model bitch is tryna smash Now I'm riding on the train, all shit inside my brain Just left a hotel in Belgium, them waffles was insane blunts in Amsterdam, oh my God this is my jam May-December by Mos Def in my headphones, the man
I know, I know that I got it if I, do I gotta do to get by And they why I never get high And wonder why I never get high I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I do to get by And wonder why I never get high And they why I never get high
Okay, fuck affiliation, I'm dude that did it on his own The thoughts inside my mind, be with me when I'm all alone I really this girl she bad as fuck, why must I run away? It feel like self assassination, I put this gun away God damn, the plan, not complacent where I am Reminiscing when I hit the back in that mini van as fuck, not a dollar, whipping that Chevy impala Praying that we make it out this city, Lord willin', Up to date the couple years, now my idols are my I was on the road to nowhere till I to veer Put my everything this shit, you know, I know you know this Used to a fuck what people thought, hoping that they would notice Stop giving a fuck cause music be the only motive Mind on and off the track, I'm going locomotive
I believe you don't like Tarantino Ugh, I don't like him because, like, when it's non non-tarantino-esque I it's a good movie You mean Inglorious Basterds? I see that What?! I didn't, I know Oh my god, have you seen Pulp Yeah, but I don't really it you talking about? Have you seen uh This is funny cause we're on the train, have you seen, fuck! his name The guy from the movie, in the place on the on the train? With the Uh, I'm tryna remember right now, dammit, Source No You haven't that? With the dude from Donnie that? Oh my God Well I still wanna know what your favorite Tarantino is
I know, I know I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by And they wonder why I get high And wonder why I never get high I know, I know that I got it if I, do what I do to get by And they wonder why I get high And they wonder why I get high