Bet you would never
Think that I'd ever
Get it together
But now I'm seasoned like weather
If you're just tuning in
We are not hooligans
We are just a few friends
On the grind, pursuing
We don't mean to offend
But we don't need no more friends
And our day jobs are more like a means to an end
You should get out more
I used to write music
In my Civic
Not the Accord
Dream of breaking records
And giving encores
I wanted more bro
My life was manure
I don't dig whores
My son's future is what I live for
I was bored but couldn't snore
Yo my ego and my peace of mind are always at are war
I wasn't just out bad
I lived outdoors
I was riding poor
Took naps behind a store
In my 4 door for 4 months
While the days were still warm
Left the windows cracked of the door
Even in downpours
Got to a point. Started to ask
Can I go down more
I was sleeping out a spot that didn't come with decor
This is ain't a Merry Land, get it
It be more like Bmore
But I'm still sending support
Cuz my son is like a pool of water in the desert
I love my son like your fat daughter loves her dessert
Like how she gets her shirt
Messy from a burger
If we were white I would be a Scott
And you would be a Herbert
I don't mean to have your feelings
Or your f*cking nerves hurt
These kids are scary like trick or treating on the 31st
I low key watch these kids move like a f*cking pervert
I came from rough buildings
That had nuff villains
Saw coke deals when we were just children
We were just chillin
Not in our feelings
Just minding our business
Cuz bet, we know from the get
That the tecks were incest
They will touch siblings
Now watch me touch millions
I'm a Rex native
Not a Rex'd Alien
I'm a sex patient
Can't get off unless I skeet on three faces
Each day ends with me naked
Think my balls are gonna need replacing
You can't get it jumping like a knee replacement
You want me to switch the flow
But please be patient
Yo, I do not lie like Pinocchio
Study my chromosome then you would know
I was born to flow
On this microphone
I'm the type to go
Radical
I wanna flow from my home
Which is in, Toronto
Wanna go with my bros
To San Antonio
Do a European tour
Start it in London, bro
Maybe end in Tokyo
So now you know now
Why I'm hitting these bars like I'm a bored CO
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Bet you would never
Think that I'd ever
Get it together
But now I'm seasoned like weather
If you're just tuning in
We are not hooligans
We are just a few friends
On the grind, pursuing
We don't mean to offend
But we don't need no more friends
And our day jobs are more like a means to an end
You should get out more
I used to write music
In my Civic
Not the Accord
Dream of breaking records
And giving encores
I wanted more bro
My life was manure
I don't dig whores
My son's future is what I live for
I was bored but couldn't snore
Yo my ego and my peace of mind are always at are war
I wasn't just out bad
I lived outdoors
I was riding poor
Took naps behind a store
In my 4 door for 4 months
While the days were still warm
Left the windows cracked of the door
Even in downpours
Got to a point. Started to ask
Can I go down more
I was sleeping out a spot that didn't come with decor
This is ain't a Merry Land, get it
It be more like Bmore
But I'm still sending support
Cuz my son is like a pool of water in the desert
I love my son like your fat daughter loves her dessert
Like how she gets her shirt
Messy from a burger
If we were white I would be a Scott
And you would be a Herbert
I don't mean to have your feelings
Or your f*cking nerves hurt
These kids are scary like trick or treating on the 31st
I low key watch these kids move like a f*cking pervert
I came from rough buildings
That had nuff villains
Saw coke deals when we were just children
We were just chillin
Not in our feelings
Just minding our business
Cuz bet, we know from the get
That the tecks were incest
They will touch siblings
Now watch me touch millions
I'm a Rex native
Not a Rex'd Alien
I'm a sex patient
Can't get off unless I skeet on three faces
Each day ends with me naked
Think my balls are gonna need replacing
You can't get it jumping like a knee replacement
You want me to switch the flow
But please be patient
Yo, I do not lie like Pinocchio
Study my chromosome then you would know
I was born to flow
On this microphone
I'm the type to go
Radical
I wanna flow from my home
Which is in, Toronto
Wanna go with my bros
To San Antonio
Do a European tour
Start it in London, bro
Maybe end in Tokyo
So now you know now
Why I'm hitting these bars like I'm a bored CO
Think that I'd ever
Get it together
But now I'm seasoned like weather
If you're just tuning in
We are not hooligans
We are just a few friends
On the grind, pursuing
We don't mean to offend
But we don't need no more friends
And our day jobs are more like a means to an end
You should get out more
I used to write music
In my Civic
Not the Accord
Dream of breaking records
And giving encores
I wanted more bro
My life was manure
I don't dig whores
My son's future is what I live for
I was bored but couldn't snore
Yo my ego and my peace of mind are always at are war
I wasn't just out bad
I lived outdoors
I was riding poor
Took naps behind a store
In my 4 door for 4 months
While the days were still warm
Left the windows cracked of the door
Even in downpours
Got to a point. Started to ask
Can I go down more
I was sleeping out a spot that didn't come with decor
This is ain't a Merry Land, get it
It be more like Bmore
But I'm still sending support
Cuz my son is like a pool of water in the desert
I love my son like your fat daughter loves her dessert
Like how she gets her shirt
Messy from a burger
If we were white I would be a Scott
And you would be a Herbert
I don't mean to have your feelings
Or your f*cking nerves hurt
These kids are scary like trick or treating on the 31st
I low key watch these kids move like a f*cking pervert
I came from rough buildings
That had nuff villains
Saw coke deals when we were just children
We were just chillin
Not in our feelings
Just minding our business
Cuz bet, we know from the get
That the tecks were incest
They will touch siblings
Now watch me touch millions
I'm a Rex native
Not a Rex'd Alien
I'm a sex patient
Can't get off unless I skeet on three faces
Each day ends with me naked
Think my balls are gonna need replacing
You can't get it jumping like a knee replacement
You want me to switch the flow
But please be patient
Yo, I do not lie like Pinocchio
Study my chromosome then you would know
I was born to flow
On this microphone
I'm the type to go
Radical
I wanna flow from my home
Which is in, Toronto
Wanna go with my bros
To San Antonio
Do a European tour
Start it in London, bro
Maybe end in Tokyo
So now you know now
Why I'm hitting these bars like I'm a bored CO
Writer: Japjot Mann
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