[Verse 1] Got a cup full of ice and Im bout to get free Dont lecture bout vices, homie, youre not me Im not special but I know about depression And been making music for ten years Whats your question? Yes, its stressful, but Im not the esoteric type Bo Derek with the volume till Im paralyzed Top ten? You can fuck that venue Never hold my breath iron lunged leviathan My girl would play bluegrass before my shit But its cool, cause I dont respect an ass kiss Whatever comes up must come out Brother Ali probably doesnt like my style But Im feeling his what up to Rhymesayers Black Paisley respects your fucking grind players And we awkward, a little like Lee Dewyze But those who listen closely can read between the lines [Hook] Got my drink in my cup so Im ready for whatever Gotta put my time in so Im bout to pull the lever No time like the present and Im gonna live forever Tired of being tired, never hear me say never With a hand to the sky and my head in the clouds Im trying to get high, never wanna come down My feet on the ground even though I feel fly Even after take off Im home [Verse 2] I feel like music can be electric In fact, on that, Ill bet this My hurt and pain are second string when playing Byron Leftwich I make this music for my people who use it Exactly for the same reason I do, Im still tryna get through Like half the population The same boat rockin, waitin Maryland crabs inside the bucket tryna stop the hatin The pain is thick and dense, and that just has me mocking Satan As if I believed in anything but the ones who made me And shaped me. Got friends, and family, and my music And to me they equal God, so you keep your funny ruses Amused by all the ignorance displayed in our community Not really cool to talk about, but fuck it, thats what true to me Whats new to me? Not much homeboy Rode pretty hard last quarter century Learned a few things forgot a bunch more Hence why I spit for the memories No benching me Im Ateam here on out So go ahead and just clear on out And you can try to play tough But you know you smell like A little Lake Huron trout Im off of it, and back on again Never read much Kurt Vonnegut But I should have cause that would have probably Helped me with my ponderin Like a conduit, you find promising Communicate with no admonishment Eye to eye, you dont need an icon To tell you that its time to win [Hook] Got my drink in my cup so Im ready for whatever Gotta put my time in so Im bout to pull the lever No time like the present and Im gonna live forever Tired of being tired, never hear me say never With a hand to the sky and my head in the clouds Im trying to get high, never wanna come down My feet on the ground even though I feel fly Even after take off Im home [Outro] Cant trouble my [?] with the pedal to the floor, ohoh No worries cause the drinks in my cup, and Im never gonna spill nooh Got the windows down and the music turned up Playin some dumb shit, but we dont give a fuck Cause its got a good beat, and we already drunk Please drop us somewhere we can know
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