Parko - Laid Lyrics

Laid back getting by
Blazed up getting high
You know we laid back getting by
Blazed up getting high

While you f*ckers on the settee, glued to the telly
With your brew and your microwave meal in your belly
I've been getting up my weight late nights in the deli
Chopping up the beat 'till I've drained all the 'lecky
In it to win it, going harder than any
Already quids in kid ain't even finished his breaky
I grip the bigs and buds, go smoke me a 20
And still get plenty done fella what the f*ck can you tell me
I do it my way, bouncing a Betty the Tech Nine way
Rockin' a tongue all up in her thong make her mind shake
Thats my fave, my bae ain't got to hit vibrate
I'm high rate the second i dilate
My pupil with some bugal
Know im back up in the stu when am i late
Never. I told you, ride out whenever
We aint on the road to gold we on the road to greatness
F*ck foes your all overrated (I'm)

Laid back getting by
Blazed up getting high
You know we laid back getting by
Blazed up getting high

Used to be the type that had my life on buy back
I was on mic but never the right track
Wasn't on point birds getting me side tracked
Always got a spliff at my lip cant live like that forever
Some man don't want to fight back
Rather sit and chill that get there shit together
Used to go to bed fully clothed
Living in a damn loft in the cold 'till i changed the weather
It's on me to go reach whatever goal that i set get better bigger the prize the better
On my grind turning hide to leather never a mild en-devour
Need i remind you i rhyme whenever the rhyme required
Kill whenever, no trouble the more blood the better
Tongue Barreta, untamed coming at you on a sick vendetta
You better duck 'for i red your sweater (I'm)

Laid back getting by
Blazed up getting high
You know we laid back getting by
Blazed up getting high

Laid back getting by
Blazed up getting high
You know we laid back getting by
Blazed up getting high