Cheap Whiskey 70's Riesling

[Intro: Anderson .Paak] This beat is so cold Yeah [Verse 1: Anderson .Paak] And it's always the hardest thing Your blood is running all in me Wish I had a chance to write ya I wish I didn't look just like ya At times I think it haunts me Cheap whisky running all in me Wish I had a chance to like ya Wish I didn't look just like ya [Beat switch] [Verse 2: Anderson .Paak] And won't you listen, won't you listen Pay attention, you hear me I'm on the roads to riches, bagging gold out the pigment Fucking with you jokers only gave me a good laugh Had to get them smoking but I'm puffing this good stash Woke up in the chocha What the fuck is my name bitch Feeling on my aura Holy shit I'm the greatest Walked up in your function Fucking up all your Lays chips Product of the 90's I'm surprised I made it [Hook] And oh, oh, oh, if Papa could see me We probably share a toast over 70's Reislings I'm trying to get ahold of these demons It ain't easy And oh, oh, oh, if mama didn't love me I'd probably be I'd probably be robbing and cheating Tryin' get ahold of these demons It ain't easy It ain't easy It ain't easy (nah)