Sometimes I feel like I've drifted, I feel different I gifted I've high so long, don't need to smoke to get lifted been under pressure looking for nikki Whenever she is around, you know I come Vivid memories of Chicago, south where I go From to The House of Blues, progress is the model Man the first that I ever done sold out was in chicago Yeah, yeah, living like been ready to die Maybe not, I know why my mind is changing this dangerous melody, uh Yeah, and I know that ain't nobody finna ever be of me All that competition right there is to me Yeah, uh, yeah, I've turning the pages Feeling the vibe, is outrageous Boy, I've been feeling This shit right here, been at it for ages like I'm running through mazes, everybody has they phases Yeah, vibe with this, bad bitch in the and I ride to this And I'm feeling it uh, when I'm forty I'm still in it One of the few that be it uh Yeah, motherfucker that be giving what he living On the road to success you that I'm driven But they didn't wanna it, but right now I'm on some other shit I'm in a different world, I'm with a girl I'm with the same team, but a different scheme back when I couldn't even pay the bills And I'll never forget how that feels when I would
Buy it, break it, it, light it, smoke it, inhale it I'm gone Buy it, break it, it, light it, smoke it, inhale it I'm gone
Okay, what I gotta do, flying at this altitude I look out of the window like goddamn, what I really do Don't know why I fear the planes, I was to sustain If I back on it I would do it all over again Nikki, nikki, where you been? I can't to breathe you in Been on this plane way too long, I can't to see you again Oh my God turbulence has got me sippin' on this liquor Crazy racist white bitch looking at us like "who are niggas?" First class, on they ass, all that's when I dash Just landed in Europe and this model bitch is smash Now I'm riding on the train, all this inside my brain Just left a hotel in Belgium, them waffles was insane Smoking blunts in Amsterdam, oh my God is my jam May-December by Mos Def in my headphones, the man
I know, I know that I got it if I, do I gotta do to get by And wonder why I never get high And wonder why I never get high I know, I know I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by And they wonder why I never get And they why I never get high
Okay, fuck affiliation, I'm that that did it on his own The thoughts my mind, be fuckin' with me when I'm all alone I really like girl she bad as fuck, why must I run away? It feel like assassination, I can't put this gun away God damn, the plan, not complacent where I am Reminiscing I hit the road back in that mini van Broke as fuck, not a dollar, that Chevy impala Praying that we make it out this city, Lord willin', Up to date the couple years, now my idols are my I was on the road to till I decided to veer Put my everything this shit, you know, I know you know this Used to give a fuck what people thought, hoping that would notice Stop giving a cause music gotta be the only motive Mind racing on and off the track, I'm locomotive
I believe you don't like Tarantino Ugh, I don't like him because, like, when it's non non-tarantino-esque I think it's a good You mean like Basterds? I didn't see What?! I didn't, I know Oh my god, have you seen Pulp Yeah, but I don't remember it What you talking about? you seen uh This is funny cause we're on the train, have you seen, fuck! his name The guy from the movie, in the on the on the train? With the scenery? Uh, I'm tryna remember right now, dammit, Code No You haven't seen With the from Donnie Darko that? Oh my God Well I still wanna know your favorite Tarantino movie is
I know, I that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by And they wonder why I never get And they wonder why I get high I know, I that I got it if I, do what I gotta do to get by And they wonder why I never get And they why I never get high