Almost

[Verse 1] Almost, to the top Almost Famous, shit ya’ll know Hesitation, don’t get none Still I’ll go to the basement, put Vice City in the PlayStation Get away from stress, keep j’s rotating Dab rings and a bad bitch naked, I just wanna live [Interlude] See that’s what the fuck I’m talkin about right there Yeah yeah, I just wanna live Let me smoke my weed in public, eat this In-N-Out burger Can I, live? Sleep in till mothafuckin noon and fuck my bitch You know what I’m saying? That’s my perfect world right there [Verse 2] Back to it What if I don’t wanna work? For a boss I don’t get along with Name tag on a shirt I’d rather be at home doing bong rips But I’m just being real A lil' irresponsible but I don’t really give a fuck how you feel Cause this ain’t your life This is all my shit, my shit Don’t worry about where I’m at, who I’m wit Commenting on the words that come from my lips Bitch, please excuse my wrist While I whip, whip, whip, whip The car they said I couldn’t get With the all black leather on, looking like the Matrix I am the one like 2 joints, 35 millimeter life view point Everything is like a movie nowadays Speaking of I did a movie the other day, ay! I just, I just, I just wanna know am I being modest? Asking 50k a show, or do I need mo’? For all of the years it was slow For every show where no one would’ve showed For driving 12 hours to perform in the cold Getting to the do’ and being told no Bitch I want all that back times ten Say it again, bitch I want all that back times ten Bitch I want all that back times ten One more ‘gain, bitch I want all that back times ten So, pay up!