Caught in a daze

[Verse 1: David Dallas] Yeah, yeah, I'm high upon a new wave of confidence I'm trying to ride it to a few different continents Known in the country that I'm from but anonymous To most of the populous and dominant Awkward places, I'm from New Zealand and I'm use to seeing different faces And they don't ever turn the radio to different stations I gotta do it though cause Mum's getting sick of waiting When I was young she used to tell me "Have some fucking patience" But she loved the baby boy, raise the bar like I'm on roids with my game playing with the joysticks I'm grateful for the voice I've been given Big boy now my purple whip about to have all of the sort of bugs flicking ...sippin' vodka soda with the twist in ...Jamiroquai plying I don't say it should be different it's still hip hop in the vein Smurnoff in the brain, always been a cool dude I'll let you know if you can say [Hook] I'm kicking back, feeling good on a Friday Ain't letting all the bullshit get in my way Know that I stay Caught in a daze, caught in a daze, caught in a daze, caught in a daze I'm in a good mood, don't mess in my high, things are looking up You can see in my eyes, so you know I'm Caught in a daze, caught in a daze, caught in a daze, caught in a daze [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Bitch I’m caught up in a daze, caught up with these polices again Bitch, got these swisshers and these vehicles we chiefin up in That’s why they hate Custom colours, has my niece end up on 6's If you ever tryna' find me, I prolly' be water whippin' Cookin' up and cuttin' Open up baggy, stuff em' like muffins Out of dope, but joy yo prices ain't in my budget, so fuck it I stuck em' up, and got on the highway Freddie Gibbs get fried, like everyday is Friday In the place I reside, I keep that iron cause them goons gonna' be lurking Keep my dough spot popping and my boost phone twerkin' Put me on the licking and anybody move, I'ma' murk em' Knock em' out their shoes and give their ass the blues, that's for certain Bitch, you purpin' n' you flirtin' with death, if you fuck of mine For your shit to walk up and take your life, in this life of crime In this life of mine I've tooken' away some; put my life on the line Agents ask me for a statement, I decline [Hook] [Verse 3: David Dallas] Yeah I'm sayin' It’s all, they can never talk me down, deeply rooted in the ground Way I spit it's so profound, know the sound like some shit you heard before But it ain't everyone's a ... now but I'm using different paint man I'm using different ink for the story, this is guts this is glory It's the rush of performing, It's the slut when you're horny It's the feeling that you get when you wake up in the morning All that feeling that you get when the sun's dawning on another day And you ain't seen your life another way Working at the same job for next to nothing pay Plugging away it's the dreams trying to hold this shit together While the worst tuck in away, the same sick Struggling it ain't no fame, one you looking back But fuck if you ever ... try to ... from that So why you see it like a vintage car You put your all in your writing, I once ... you can rise You talk about it with your friends as a symbol of a hard work This is all of me sewing there looking that doing lenses ... it's probably right ... and my voice is so committed [Hook]