I just made this beat
And I'm boutta rap over it
Bitch
It's motherf*cking eightone
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no
Yeah, okay
This sounds like a sunny day
Wipe your frown, we gon' be okay
Ain't no complaints, blow loud, yeah the shit that stank
Slow pace, we ain't got nowhere to be
Told my family I'll be straight, headed straight to the league, okay
Yeah I'mma finish what I started
Ain't really feel like it but I'm close to my target, uh
I need a house with a garden
Way too many people be starving, for real man
Human what we just tryna be man
See man? Said we just tryna be man
God damn, where my place on this earth
I swear to god, I've been troubled since birth
Just throw my feelings on a wav file, okay
And hope these motherf*ckers stay a while
Yeah
I almost threw in the towel
But now I'm all like look at me now
A couple hundred bitches hunting me down, shit I ain't used to that
Like yo chill, all I make is these stupid track
Hundred dollar bills all in a stack on my dresser
I'm smoking weed with my espresso
Ain't really tryna say hello
Been feeling so mellow
I throw a beat in my headphones
Instrumental sounding so yellow, damn
Gon' make today the best day of my life
So make way for the kid cause I'm coming tonight
Unlike your wife, ah man I ain't mean to slight
Can't act polite when everybody's in the zeitgeist
I'm tense as f*ck, hang my nuts cause I'm f*cked up
I ran a muck with my life now it's only up
Wow, I got a smile on my face
Feel great, got a soul of a child what they say
But hey, I don't think that's a bad thing at all
Why the f*ck I always feel like my back is against the wall
Ain't never listened to y'all
I knew I could make it far my guy
I knew I could beat the odds my guy
So tell me homie you with that
If not, this a diss track
This sounds like a sunny day
Wipe your frown, we gon' be okay
Ain't no complaints, blow loud, yeah the shit that stank
Slow pace, we ain't got nowhere to be
Told my family I'll be straight, headed straight to the league, okay
Yeah I'mma finish what I started
Ain't really feel like it but I'm close to my target, uh
I need a house with a garden
Way too many people be starving, for real man
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I just made this beat
And I'm boutta rap over it
Bitch
It's motherf*cking eightone
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no
Yeah, okay
This sounds like a sunny day
Wipe your frown, we gon' be okay
Ain't no complaints, blow loud, yeah the shit that stank
Slow pace, we ain't got nowhere to be
Told my family I'll be straight, headed straight to the league, okay
Yeah I'mma finish what I started
Ain't really feel like it but I'm close to my target, uh
I need a house with a garden
Way too many people be starving, for real man
Human what we just tryna be man
See man? Said we just tryna be man
God damn, where my place on this earth
I swear to god, I've been troubled since birth
Just throw my feelings on a wav file, okay
And hope these motherf*ckers stay a while
Yeah
I almost threw in the towel
But now I'm all like look at me now
A couple hundred bitches hunting me down, shit I ain't used to that
Like yo chill, all I make is these stupid track
Hundred dollar bills all in a stack on my dresser
I'm smoking weed with my espresso
Ain't really tryna say hello
Been feeling so mellow
I throw a beat in my headphones
Instrumental sounding so yellow, damn
Gon' make today the best day of my life
So make way for the kid cause I'm coming tonight
Unlike your wife, ah man I ain't mean to slight
Can't act polite when everybody's in the zeitgeist
I'm tense as f*ck, hang my nuts cause I'm f*cked up
I ran a muck with my life now it's only up
Wow, I got a smile on my face
Feel great, got a soul of a child what they say
But hey, I don't think that's a bad thing at all
Why the f*ck I always feel like my back is against the wall
Ain't never listened to y'all
I knew I could make it far my guy
I knew I could beat the odds my guy
So tell me homie you with that
If not, this a diss track
This sounds like a sunny day
Wipe your frown, we gon' be okay
Ain't no complaints, blow loud, yeah the shit that stank
Slow pace, we ain't got nowhere to be
Told my family I'll be straight, headed straight to the league, okay
Yeah I'mma finish what I started
Ain't really feel like it but I'm close to my target, uh
I need a house with a garden
Way too many people be starving, for real man
And I'm boutta rap over it
Bitch
It's motherf*cking eightone
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no
Yeah, okay
This sounds like a sunny day
Wipe your frown, we gon' be okay
Ain't no complaints, blow loud, yeah the shit that stank
Slow pace, we ain't got nowhere to be
Told my family I'll be straight, headed straight to the league, okay
Yeah I'mma finish what I started
Ain't really feel like it but I'm close to my target, uh
I need a house with a garden
Way too many people be starving, for real man
Human what we just tryna be man
See man? Said we just tryna be man
God damn, where my place on this earth
I swear to god, I've been troubled since birth
Just throw my feelings on a wav file, okay
And hope these motherf*ckers stay a while
Yeah
I almost threw in the towel
But now I'm all like look at me now
A couple hundred bitches hunting me down, shit I ain't used to that
Like yo chill, all I make is these stupid track
Hundred dollar bills all in a stack on my dresser
I'm smoking weed with my espresso
Ain't really tryna say hello
Been feeling so mellow
I throw a beat in my headphones
Instrumental sounding so yellow, damn
Gon' make today the best day of my life
So make way for the kid cause I'm coming tonight
Unlike your wife, ah man I ain't mean to slight
Can't act polite when everybody's in the zeitgeist
I'm tense as f*ck, hang my nuts cause I'm f*cked up
I ran a muck with my life now it's only up
Wow, I got a smile on my face
Feel great, got a soul of a child what they say
But hey, I don't think that's a bad thing at all
Why the f*ck I always feel like my back is against the wall
Ain't never listened to y'all
I knew I could make it far my guy
I knew I could beat the odds my guy
So tell me homie you with that
If not, this a diss track
This sounds like a sunny day
Wipe your frown, we gon' be okay
Ain't no complaints, blow loud, yeah the shit that stank
Slow pace, we ain't got nowhere to be
Told my family I'll be straight, headed straight to the league, okay
Yeah I'mma finish what I started
Ain't really feel like it but I'm close to my target, uh
I need a house with a garden
Way too many people be starving, for real man
Writer: Will Klamm
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid