The Loudpack - Party Arty Lyrics

Making history in the present, that's all
We don't gotta rewind or even.. fast forward
Head above the rim, elbow at the backboard

Party arty arty!
Monday morning feel like a
Party arty!
Tuesday morning feel like a
Party arty!
Ain't gotta be Friday for us to
Party arty! (Ooo weee)
You know it's a party

When you surrounded by some like-minded individuals
Or you balling with some homies on a weekly basis
A party spirit doesn't mean that you all that spiritual
But I get you if you wanna party on a weekly basis
One of the hardest questions I recently asked myself
Is would I be comfortable departing from the party scene
Truth is man I think I need it for my mental health
Been had to break out of my shell and cave -I'm hardly scene
I used to be up in the crowd, now I'm on stage, VIP
With no ID, facial recognition from the flyer fly MC
Double entendres flowing over them like my 3's
Suckas get smoked like some OCB's
Post victory I'm, feeling immaculate crafty shyt sipping the Pappy Vin
Winkle while we grilling and talking some business over
ARu a shooting guard & 3K be a power forward I get to the point when we step to the court man it's Game Over!

Party arty!
Before the sun sets
Party arty!
We celebratin 'bratin
Party arty! (Ooo wee)
We got everything you need

Raise a glass
To the lows of life and
All the dark times that led to enlightening
Separate the good and the evil with a hyphen
Now for my music they're offering me a stipend

Keep your money we don't need it
Independent believers
Who put their faith in the city
And now we bleed through the speakers

Being great is insidious
Few are there when you need it
But some were born to be followers
We were born to be leaders

Chicken scratches
Rip through notebooks
Balls of paper
Nights of no shut eye

Jab jab cross
Punchlines and dope hooks
Once we land a hit,
They'll feel the force of a Jedi

Pain consumes you
You consume brews
To soothe what's bruised
And patch the wounds too

Can't stress it enough
We be stressing too much
I'd rather sip on some Tito's
While making out with a blunt

Hello!
The bar is open to 4
So you can holla at b****
Or Uber your bitch ass home

Shoot your shot
Or forever miss the clutch
These walls are solid concrete
Why you holding em up? Foe!

Scarcity mind set
This is the weekend
What kind of warrior you know gives up when they weakened?

We all got demons, I battle some as im speaking
But if you let them win
That's the bed you made and you sleep in!

Party Arty
(Ain't no better place to)
Party Arty
(Every where we goes a)
Party Arty
(A.Ru CJ Costa)
(A.Ru CJ Costa)
(A.Ru CJ Costa)