Cheerio’s

By Mike Bars

On 16 Bars

Released on November 16, 2013

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[Verse 1]

Lately I've been withering, watching the world test me

Feeling like I'm giving up all cause my girl left me

But then it hit me, like

"Why would I be worrying, and let myself get hurt if it's all just a blur next week?"

So fuck the shorties, man call up the homies

I got a couple of forties and I ain't tryna be lonely

So let's ride... roll up, then get high

Then get your W's up, bitch, it's the west side!

Now I'm back on my feet and YouTubin'

See I ain't got no time to bleed, I'm Duke Nuke 'Em

So when you feel like you're slippin' like ice skates

Man, just quit your bitchin' and listen to Mic Capes

It's better if you're spittin' than slitherin' like snakes

So just take a beat and rip it, be different, cause life's great


[Hook]

We're nearly broke

And we're sipping on a beer that's cold

Eating Cheerio's x2


[Verse 2]

You used to be my number one, my Wonder Woman, my dang queen

But if you understood, I wonder would that have changed things?

I loved you like no other could, girl were the A-Team

But now you're done for good, you cut me off like I'm Gangrene

After two years...like two whole years?

Man, fuck it dog, I think I need a few cold beers

Cause sometimes I try to sing when life is stinkin' like old socks

So I smoke and drink until I'm over thinkin' my own thoughts

I'm telling myseIf that "if you think your boat is sinking, then don't watch"

"Just think of how lucky you are just to be in a boat when the show stops"

So get ready to bite down

Say bye to that anxiety, the time here is right now


[Hook]


[Verse 3]

Today I think Im finally forgettin' all of this pain I felt

I think it must be the weather, this shit could make ya melt

I swear that all I do now is make beats and keep 'em

Shit's changed since I moved off of 18th and Dekum

Realized that I ain't truly broke, cause life is beautiful

So I call up the homie Davari and hit the studio

My life be summer time

And bitch, I'm lovin mine

No Ma'am, i can't really dance

But we can Bump N' Grind

I'll pull your card like Casino schemes

If you get too gased up like burrito fiends

I see more dicks 'round here than in emo jeans

So i just shout "fuck you", like I'm Cee-Lo Green, aye!

So don't stress, cause worrying's like your rocking chair

Yeah, It gave you something to do, but you ain't got nowhere

So if you're feeling like you're stuck in one spot

Then just kick back, relax, man and love what you got


[Hook]