Wake up lookin' stupid fly
Go to work lookin' stupid fly
Go to sleep, stupid fly
Yous a lie thinking yous a dime, think life is one big Goofy ride
You abusing yours and abusing mine, you doing mines while I'm doing mines
You been super high, been stupefied with that grimy shit that you idolize
Yo dialogue just aint bright as mines, if you stepped in my shoes, you would die
White boy chilling with the eses, knowing you just had to write a essay
Take one bow for the sensai, and make sure you paying on the rent day
Still middle finger to the police, still on the Westside so East
Sitting in the whip, get a nose bleed, bass with the loud, that's ozs
You stupefied, feeling super high, is it worth addiction, homie you decide
With the gat on you and the smack on you, you aint really gangsta, yous a lie
You got drug problems and family issues with a path looking like it's barely giving
Any good shit that you get from it you gon' f*ck it with yo damn addiction
You had good bitches that came and left, had rat bitches who stayed for sex
Had fake homies who snitched on you, still wanna get your brain in tact
Selling weed up out the Pontiac, aint reing up off no quarter sack
You up in the hood thinking you was black, we middle class, you aint cool with that?
But you wanna die, you wanna do the time, you getting stupefied tryn'a lose ya life
Leaving CMD feeling super high, if you shared my vision then you would fly
I'm writing lyrics, I'm tryn'a change this f*cked up hip-hop game
I'm staying clean, I'm meditating, I'm working hard, tip-top shape
I went to school, I hit the books, I hit the books like fisticuffs
Tryn'a make the president sick of us and then ultimately get rid of us
At least try to, cus that's my crew, and they all do whatever I do
I'm a young kid with ambition, homie, f*ck the world is my mission, homie
Cus I'm stupid fly, I'm stupefied, I'm super high, I'm illuminite
I'm illuminated, going to the light from the dark-side of my lunar mind
And it's do or die, do it right now, and nah I don't really wanna fight now
But I I know I know I know my rights now and this shit aint really looking right now
You and I, nah we aint the same, you the norm, homie I'm David Blaine
Make you disappear from the 808s, sweating bullets, drink Gatorade
Chasin' highs til you fadeaway, either go to jail or rehabilitate
Flesh coming off ya face, lookin' all erased and you still amazed
Like damn...
Wake up, stupid fly
Go to work, stupid fly
Go to sleep, stupid fly
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Wake up lookin' stupid fly
Go to work lookin' stupid fly
Go to sleep, stupid fly
Yous a lie thinking yous a dime, think life is one big Goofy ride
You abusing yours and abusing mine, you doing mines while I'm doing mines
You been super high, been stupefied with that grimy shit that you idolize
Yo dialogue just aint bright as mines, if you stepped in my shoes, you would die
White boy chilling with the eses, knowing you just had to write a essay
Take one bow for the sensai, and make sure you paying on the rent day
Still middle finger to the police, still on the Westside so East
Sitting in the whip, get a nose bleed, bass with the loud, that's ozs
You stupefied, feeling super high, is it worth addiction, homie you decide
With the gat on you and the smack on you, you aint really gangsta, yous a lie
You got drug problems and family issues with a path looking like it's barely giving
Any good shit that you get from it you gon' f*ck it with yo damn addiction
You had good bitches that came and left, had rat bitches who stayed for sex
Had fake homies who snitched on you, still wanna get your brain in tact
Selling weed up out the Pontiac, aint reing up off no quarter sack
You up in the hood thinking you was black, we middle class, you aint cool with that?
But you wanna die, you wanna do the time, you getting stupefied tryn'a lose ya life
Leaving CMD feeling super high, if you shared my vision then you would fly
I'm writing lyrics, I'm tryn'a change this f*cked up hip-hop game
I'm staying clean, I'm meditating, I'm working hard, tip-top shape
I went to school, I hit the books, I hit the books like fisticuffs
Tryn'a make the president sick of us and then ultimately get rid of us
At least try to, cus that's my crew, and they all do whatever I do
I'm a young kid with ambition, homie, f*ck the world is my mission, homie
Cus I'm stupid fly, I'm stupefied, I'm super high, I'm illuminite
I'm illuminated, going to the light from the dark-side of my lunar mind
And it's do or die, do it right now, and nah I don't really wanna fight now
But I I know I know I know my rights now and this shit aint really looking right now
You and I, nah we aint the same, you the norm, homie I'm David Blaine
Make you disappear from the 808s, sweating bullets, drink Gatorade
Chasin' highs til you fadeaway, either go to jail or rehabilitate
Flesh coming off ya face, lookin' all erased and you still amazed
Like damn...
Wake up, stupid fly
Go to work, stupid fly
Go to sleep, stupid fly
Go to work lookin' stupid fly
Go to sleep, stupid fly
Yous a lie thinking yous a dime, think life is one big Goofy ride
You abusing yours and abusing mine, you doing mines while I'm doing mines
You been super high, been stupefied with that grimy shit that you idolize
Yo dialogue just aint bright as mines, if you stepped in my shoes, you would die
White boy chilling with the eses, knowing you just had to write a essay
Take one bow for the sensai, and make sure you paying on the rent day
Still middle finger to the police, still on the Westside so East
Sitting in the whip, get a nose bleed, bass with the loud, that's ozs
You stupefied, feeling super high, is it worth addiction, homie you decide
With the gat on you and the smack on you, you aint really gangsta, yous a lie
You got drug problems and family issues with a path looking like it's barely giving
Any good shit that you get from it you gon' f*ck it with yo damn addiction
You had good bitches that came and left, had rat bitches who stayed for sex
Had fake homies who snitched on you, still wanna get your brain in tact
Selling weed up out the Pontiac, aint reing up off no quarter sack
You up in the hood thinking you was black, we middle class, you aint cool with that?
But you wanna die, you wanna do the time, you getting stupefied tryn'a lose ya life
Leaving CMD feeling super high, if you shared my vision then you would fly
I'm writing lyrics, I'm tryn'a change this f*cked up hip-hop game
I'm staying clean, I'm meditating, I'm working hard, tip-top shape
I went to school, I hit the books, I hit the books like fisticuffs
Tryn'a make the president sick of us and then ultimately get rid of us
At least try to, cus that's my crew, and they all do whatever I do
I'm a young kid with ambition, homie, f*ck the world is my mission, homie
Cus I'm stupid fly, I'm stupefied, I'm super high, I'm illuminite
I'm illuminated, going to the light from the dark-side of my lunar mind
And it's do or die, do it right now, and nah I don't really wanna fight now
But I I know I know I know my rights now and this shit aint really looking right now
You and I, nah we aint the same, you the norm, homie I'm David Blaine
Make you disappear from the 808s, sweating bullets, drink Gatorade
Chasin' highs til you fadeaway, either go to jail or rehabilitate
Flesh coming off ya face, lookin' all erased and you still amazed
Like damn...
Wake up, stupid fly
Go to work, stupid fly
Go to sleep, stupid fly
Writer: Matthew Schaffner
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid