Everything is good, everything is great
I kept grinding thru them days I aint have nothing on my plate
I ain't been working like I wanna, but I'm working like I wanna
I been waking up early jus to roll this marijuana
Now tell me, who da sharpest tool in the shed
Stay off the internet it's f*cking witcho head
Okay put yo phone down you's a motha f*cking puppet
How many gigabytes inside a human brain
Gotta be careful with the crazy shit I say
They gon try to modify and change my dna
I just bought a new memory card for ya games
When I die use this shit to re incarnate my name
Okay we is not the same, you probably wishing you could f*ck with us
They showing love but it's not enough
I leveled up while I was hurting down bad homie what the f*ck
Really used to be a nobody now they follow us
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
My ash tray doesn't get the credit it deserves
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
I got permanent suffering from the stress in my nerves
Everything is good, everything is great
Woke up with another chance to play how could I complain
Brought your attitude to work now you f*cking up my day
Okay, get up out my way fore I put you in your place yeah
We is not the same all these rappers really lame yeah
This shit therapeutic probably good for my brain
Why you in it for the wrong reason all about the fame
You know I'm pretty smooth kill this shit with one take yeah
Voices getting strange putting poison in your brain
Why you glued to that six inch L.E.D screen
Had to drop a whole album just to show em what I mean
Swear my alphabet soup told me really bad tings
How you, eating good during hard times
I'll put my life on the line for this hard drive
I know how to cook it up and shawty online
I'll take a motha f*cking soul for this hard drive
Bitch I'm on time and on I'm point
So what's ya point
Never been the one to disappoint
I let em hit the joint, oops
You miss bro me too
Still ain't know what to do
Still grinding on em
Still ain't got no license plate know they won't find me on it
Still a f*ck yo bitch grab her phone you can find me on it
Still rapping and they hatin cuz it slapping
But I told em what would happen
This is magic mixed wit passion aye
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
My ash tray doesn't get the credit it deserves
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
I got permanent suffering from the stress in my nerves
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
My ash tray doesn't get the credit it deserves
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
I got permanent suffering from the stress in my nerves
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Everything is good, everything is great
I kept grinding thru them days I aint have nothing on my plate
I ain't been working like I wanna, but I'm working like I wanna
I been waking up early jus to roll this marijuana
Now tell me, who da sharpest tool in the shed
Stay off the internet it's f*cking witcho head
Okay put yo phone down you's a motha f*cking puppet
How many gigabytes inside a human brain
Gotta be careful with the crazy shit I say
They gon try to modify and change my dna
I just bought a new memory card for ya games
When I die use this shit to re incarnate my name
Okay we is not the same, you probably wishing you could f*ck with us
They showing love but it's not enough
I leveled up while I was hurting down bad homie what the f*ck
Really used to be a nobody now they follow us
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
My ash tray doesn't get the credit it deserves
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
I got permanent suffering from the stress in my nerves
Everything is good, everything is great
Woke up with another chance to play how could I complain
Brought your attitude to work now you f*cking up my day
Okay, get up out my way fore I put you in your place yeah
We is not the same all these rappers really lame yeah
This shit therapeutic probably good for my brain
Why you in it for the wrong reason all about the fame
You know I'm pretty smooth kill this shit with one take yeah
Voices getting strange putting poison in your brain
Why you glued to that six inch L.E.D screen
Had to drop a whole album just to show em what I mean
Swear my alphabet soup told me really bad tings
How you, eating good during hard times
I'll put my life on the line for this hard drive
I know how to cook it up and shawty online
I'll take a motha f*cking soul for this hard drive
Bitch I'm on time and on I'm point
So what's ya point
Never been the one to disappoint
I let em hit the joint, oops
You miss bro me too
Still ain't know what to do
Still grinding on em
Still ain't got no license plate know they won't find me on it
Still a f*ck yo bitch grab her phone you can find me on it
Still rapping and they hatin cuz it slapping
But I told em what would happen
This is magic mixed wit passion aye
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
My ash tray doesn't get the credit it deserves
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
I got permanent suffering from the stress in my nerves
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
My ash tray doesn't get the credit it deserves
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
I got permanent suffering from the stress in my nerves
I kept grinding thru them days I aint have nothing on my plate
I ain't been working like I wanna, but I'm working like I wanna
I been waking up early jus to roll this marijuana
Now tell me, who da sharpest tool in the shed
Stay off the internet it's f*cking witcho head
Okay put yo phone down you's a motha f*cking puppet
How many gigabytes inside a human brain
Gotta be careful with the crazy shit I say
They gon try to modify and change my dna
I just bought a new memory card for ya games
When I die use this shit to re incarnate my name
Okay we is not the same, you probably wishing you could f*ck with us
They showing love but it's not enough
I leveled up while I was hurting down bad homie what the f*ck
Really used to be a nobody now they follow us
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
My ash tray doesn't get the credit it deserves
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
I got permanent suffering from the stress in my nerves
Everything is good, everything is great
Woke up with another chance to play how could I complain
Brought your attitude to work now you f*cking up my day
Okay, get up out my way fore I put you in your place yeah
We is not the same all these rappers really lame yeah
This shit therapeutic probably good for my brain
Why you in it for the wrong reason all about the fame
You know I'm pretty smooth kill this shit with one take yeah
Voices getting strange putting poison in your brain
Why you glued to that six inch L.E.D screen
Had to drop a whole album just to show em what I mean
Swear my alphabet soup told me really bad tings
How you, eating good during hard times
I'll put my life on the line for this hard drive
I know how to cook it up and shawty online
I'll take a motha f*cking soul for this hard drive
Bitch I'm on time and on I'm point
So what's ya point
Never been the one to disappoint
I let em hit the joint, oops
You miss bro me too
Still ain't know what to do
Still grinding on em
Still ain't got no license plate know they won't find me on it
Still a f*ck yo bitch grab her phone you can find me on it
Still rapping and they hatin cuz it slapping
But I told em what would happen
This is magic mixed wit passion aye
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
My ash tray doesn't get the credit it deserves
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
I got permanent suffering from the stress in my nerves
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
My ash tray doesn't get the credit it deserves
Woke up on top of the world I'm feeling great
I got permanent suffering from the stress in my nerves
Writer: Recluse Sendivogius
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid