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What Is Life? (feat. Rap Supreme) Video (MV)




Performed By: Noski
Language: English
Length: 4:09
Written by: Ian Powell, Ricky Tavares




Noski - What Is Life? (feat. Rap Supreme) Lyrics




Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along

Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along

Too busy touring and filling arenas
Left handed signing checks feel like Serena
F*ck your apology
I'm high like apostrophes
There's no one on top of me
Think I'm still fighting me
I think I'm still fighting me,
The only one stopping me

Me and the money, yeah we get along
But there's more to life then writing songs
There's more to life then ripping bongs
There's more to life the. Smoking joints
There's more to life than copping pints
There's more to life then pouring fours
Want them to open up the Cadi doors, or ride in the newest rolls?
Be carried by a dozen bros, buried under hella roses
Body frozen, liquor pouring

Don't even want to close my eyes
I'm
Afraid to sleep!
I think I might die !

Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along

Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along

Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along

I'm not drunk I'm OJ
No way Jose getting out your way
Hoes say more pesos go long way
Work all day head after a long day

Still stressed I got bills to pay
I ain't a killer who feelin real today tho?
Tip toe tadow word to masego
The Rambino word to Diego

If you got a clear shot look there he go
If you ain't wanna do it then why ain't you say so?
This shit ain't for kids silly conejo
No seas terco como carnero

Too busy touring and filling arenas
Left handed signing checks feel like Serena
F*ck your apology
I'm high like apostrophes
There's no one on top of me
Think I'm still fighting me
I think I'm still fighting me,
The only one stopping me

Me and the money, yeah we get along
But there's more to life then writing songs
There's more to life then ripping bongs
There's more to life the. Smoking joints
There's more to life than copping pints
There's more to life then pouring fours
Want them to open up the Cadi doors, or ride in the newest rolls?
Be carried by a dozen bros, buried under hella roses

Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along

Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along
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Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along

Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along

Too busy touring and filling arenas
Left handed signing checks feel like Serena
F*ck your apology
I'm high like apostrophes
There's no one on top of me
Think I'm still fighting me
I think I'm still fighting me,
The only one stopping me

Me and the money, yeah we get along
But there's more to life then writing songs
There's more to life then ripping bongs
There's more to life the. Smoking joints
There's more to life than copping pints
There's more to life then pouring fours
Want them to open up the Cadi doors, or ride in the newest rolls?
Be carried by a dozen bros, buried under hella roses
Body frozen, liquor pouring

Don't even want to close my eyes
I'm
Afraid to sleep!
I think I might die !

Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along

Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along

Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along

I'm not drunk I'm OJ
No way Jose getting out your way
Hoes say more pesos go long way
Work all day head after a long day

Still stressed I got bills to pay
I ain't a killer who feelin real today tho?
Tip toe tadow word to masego
The Rambino word to Diego

If you got a clear shot look there he go
If you ain't wanna do it then why ain't you say so?
This shit ain't for kids silly conejo
No seas terco como carnero

Too busy touring and filling arenas
Left handed signing checks feel like Serena
F*ck your apology
I'm high like apostrophes
There's no one on top of me
Think I'm still fighting me
I think I'm still fighting me,
The only one stopping me

Me and the money, yeah we get along
But there's more to life then writing songs
There's more to life then ripping bongs
There's more to life the. Smoking joints
There's more to life than copping pints
There's more to life then pouring fours
Want them to open up the Cadi doors, or ride in the newest rolls?
Be carried by a dozen bros, buried under hella roses

Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along

Me and sleep never got along
Being lazy didn't write this song
They wonder how I came along
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Writer: Ian Powell, Ricky Tavares
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