Bars

[Verse 1] What is life I flip a coin, cops on my tail, girl on my head This shit annoying At least it ain't borin',atleast I live in California, where it ain't stormy At least I ain't hungry or in pain unless I'm recordin' I'm who they open the door for and tip the doorman, behind the door man this whore is foreign and trust is swarmin' The sun is proud and warmer than burning houses with dorner He was in a room on the computer watching pornas Feds were pressing their sales like they had something on em' A man against the world the world belongs to no woman How some are leading by examples criticized by assumptions I cut out her face and put fires inside the pumpkin [Verse 2] The idea of me is great, the result of me otherwise Opposing losing options, I'd rather choose than decide Get high and take a ride wake up on the other side Mary Janes who I rely on when she text me I reply Metallica royalty luck out on ACDC Killing em' hardcore for what they say discreetly Fucking with me is like diving in a pool with concrete feet Hodgy dont have a mistress for the fact he mistreet beats Who gave a fuck about us before we were the golf wang In odd we trust Nigga fuck wit the golf wang, a knots will bust When the wolf on the bus howls the spots freed up Attempt to make me again you can't bot me up She be shaving my points like what a Mac 3 does Blowin' Marijuana fast, lightin up the pre-dub In the back of the truck three 15'' subs Ain't no point in lying either way we're dying Why not don't catch me flying over instruments And hanging to this drawing I'm down to hang out and take yo bitch hang-gliding She hang on my dick since everything i say is rotten [Verse 3] You could be wrong but be about it, do ya Pilates And she in a thong, and commonly she tryna surprise me Leave me alone but when I call be sure that you got me Lets call the shots from the house, I play the field you can't stop me In the back when i make a couple mill i'm in shotty Hodgy chasing them dolla bills you know the feel if you got it Prolly skatin on rollin wheels and conditioning for the hotties Im in the lead fighting for a Vince Lombardi, bitch a ring I shot a sling local bodega With these chicken say names and these niggas play sega I see you testing beta tryna recover some data I know you want what you peep neighbor, HATER! We the coaches and the playas still these niggas try to play us You can't approach us and invade us, little homie get your weight up Hold up, wait up My nigga turn the bass up I drink more then an A-cup, and whatever the fucks in a cup Good Day, I'm bout to roll a J and this is how I'ma stay today Until the day my organs decay Karmas a bitch I make her cum and scream my name So I'm gettin this money then I'ma dip and break away Rollin spliffs and then honey I need another cold drank, smoke dank Don't run up on me with your finer swank Got a goon that'll shoot blank point, but never shoot blanks I'm a bastard for what I know, I'm from a sperm bank And the ? was right around the corner like third base Then we home ? where she carry her mace Kiss me on my head, tell me outside's a cold place Nigga I've been on my rap since eight, and I ain't gon stop till Hodgy one of the greats No charities as my chariot awaits Smoke till my voice is carryin the bass Nigga, Mellowhype, let the work show