Bout My Life

[Into: spoken] [Man] You need a vacation [Woman] I just had a vacation on the Harbor Freeway [Man] No, no not in the cab, I mean you need to get your head straight Get your unified self up, get harmonic You know- [Woman] When was the last time you took a break? [Man] I go on a vacation all the time [Woman] How often? [Man] A dozen times a day It’s my own private getaway Things get heavy for me I take five minutes out, I just go there [Felly] Yeah [Man] And I just concentrate on actually living [Felly] Absolutely, dog [Verse 1] Check Imma only sip that tea if it’s Irish Get on my feet I’m done sitting in silence I burn the weed until I feel the weight cover my eyelids I try to sleep I keep awaking to sirens I handle business solo Pray to God that I can grow old Have a family and some money on the low low Had a homie recognize and ask my for a photo (what’s up?) Wonder why I’m special like there’s something in the ozone It’s in my best interest to invest then leave Cause people only admire the plant never the seed So what’chu need? I think I got it, used to wanna be a pilot Now I get fly like every time I breathe Picture me Maybe it’s killing me Maybe I’m the only one not feeling me Shoot for divinity and nothing less My sixth sense sip that Hennessey till sick breath And then I burn like the incense Window shoppin’ Around the corner I’ll be Janis Joplin Strung out but still makin’ profit But ain't no Xany poppin’ I worked to hard for that shit Rockin’ cardigans bumpin’ in a car full of kids The most beautiful Don’t my suitcase too suitable Don’t wanna leave, it feel like flyin’ to my funeral Rather hit the Gucci store than hit the L And throw that Gucci out the window, only feel myself Tryna be a shell on the beach with too much for current I give ‘em dap and tell ‘em “peace, I’ll be gone don’t’chu worry” I’m in a hurry tryna leave school Hangin’ round with these fools That only say some to try to make me think they be cool But be cool That girl gon’ love you then she prolly gonna leave you Last time that I was thinkin clear was prolly preschool Everything I think is good, they callin’ that shit evil That stress keep me puffin’ on illegal But fuck my conscience I swear I’m only being honest when I say I’m givin’ everything I check my pockets, eyo Ain’t no poppin’ a coffin will my throat silence And there’s no sirens And I got closed eyelids [Pre-Chorus] Let me give you everything you need Tastin’ something really stale in the air I breathe Dreamt of dyin last night, I don’t wanna leave Gon’ fight the good fight ‘til my blood it bleed Eyo, eyo [Refrain] Cause I’m blue mornin, I’m bright (eyo, eyo) Most of you dudes got more barkin’ than bite So don’t be trippin’ bout my life, Imma get this shit right Maybe tomorrow will be better, let’s get through the night Eyo, eyo, eyo Uh Uh Eyo, eyo, eyo Wakin’ up to, wakin’ up to Uh, uh (Yeah we cruisin through Bridgeport) (What’s up, can I call you back?) (That’s the shit we feelin’) [Refrain] Cause I’m blue mornin, I’m bright Most of you dudes got more barkin’ than bite So don’t be trippin’ bout my life (Imma get this shit right) So don’t be trippin’ bout my life