Cmon Feet

Young Zoo, in this motherfucker [Verse 1] Shit, I keep walking on this fucking road Trying to reach my fucking goal I think I lost my soul, but I guess I'm glad I found you Show me what that mouth do, Ready for round two Trying to reach that paradise, just don't know how to Yeah I'm fine, but my pockets got some hoes in it Wanna live that life until it's all finished It's pretty simple, don't get so scientific For the most part, count your blessings and mind your business [Verse 2] Keep your mind on your business Things are looking up, homie We finna [?] rich kids We came in this world with nothing, but we finna leave with bitches Notice how the tables turn and hate switches They say 'fuck you' then they love you I love the clouds that I look up to Shit, I finna dip and smoke a blunt or two, a blunt or two Break it down, make some sound, show me love when I'm around [Verse 3] Ain't no kidding round these parts , You know we roll fats Smoking on this backwoods, homie they get more packs Where the hoes at? I fuck hoes, where the dough at? Really fuck the bad times, I hope I don't go back Young Zoolander, spitting gold raps Ain't nobody got my back but me, and now I know that Gotta keep the wheels spinning on my own track And free my brother that's a real one Still making songs, give me props if you feel some (Do you feel it?)