[verse]

Yeah, cause why the fuck not, alright

Fuck livin in fear, what’s the point in life if you holding it dear, life’s too expensive to be holding it here, people are hostage

Trynna be free, but what does it cost, the way people see, judgmental but that shits okay

Ain’t gotta dread bout that till the day

[Bridge]

I’m doin' my shit, gettin' it done, why work to die rich that ain’t no fun, i'm doin' my shit

Gettin' it done, why work to die rich, that ain't no fun, i'm doin' my shit...

[verse]

Alright, why I gotta prove this, why I gotta get most people to approve shit, why do shelled people like to call me stupid

Do what I want like outta control white trash, man that’s in the bag, can admit I’m not always right some times I use left, wasted my time gotta have fun with what’s left

Used to worry but that part of me left, get so dark n wise, call me chef, ion fuck with you children

Always askin' questions, I stick to the nihilism, still holding off but reality isn’t

I speak in riddles prism, be the god of war stick to my runic, Rubic the prism

Stupid just listen, closed my eyes and fell to the universe, excuse my perverse way of nature, what’s the point in doin' shit if it ain’t for pleasure

But, fuck I gotta say, what’s the point in worrying if you doin' it everyday, *phew ah* you needa calm down

Drugs are too strong you allergic to the ground, fuck man I’m elevated, because I go with the sound, fuck i'm a misruled king I was born with a crown

N niggas talkin' shit like they were born with the brown

[verse 3]

Fuck all the shit but the moment, nothin' is truly important, fuck all the sayings that really be playin' with the hearts of people, fuckin' the sheeple, dog is betraying

Bitches be playin', niggas be killin' while others record n press playin'

Press play, talk about the best way, frankly honest my way, cockiness can fill up the clock all the way till it’s day

Studio time is expensive especially when you ain’t made, man you better use your therapy time wisely cause it’s pre paid, now fuckin all masses, religious typa madness

Stupid typa rashness, this is what happens when you put me at my top with a pen that’s a semi, be a millionaire soon for my thoughts n each penny, cameras buzzin' n swarming with each Bentley

I like talkin' bout the future cause I’m ready, but no one will ever get there if they spend all their time sippin' Henny, simpin' n trippin' ignition is broken

Fuck all the clout I don’t go for the token, I get too dark but that’s my best part, straight from the heart, moving too fast like is Mario Cart, what’s the point in dreamin' shit if you ain’t gon start