I'm going in I know I left a mess but I will sort it when I'm back around And cultured from my travels and I care again I got a message in the bottle so I pour it in and mix it in the cool cup I'm tryna drown my sorrows in I'll take 'em out, then order in Leave 'em open minded, shoot 'em in the head I want a cribbo in the hills, two level split I want a model doing yoga, watch her do the splits We're tryna eat gourmet before we bite the dust I heard that Bob's your uncle and that I should never trust him And everyone that's on my team believes that money's evil So I feel like the devil leading blind people All that glitters isn't gold, put your shades on And do your best to think about the score when the game's on I'd never let them walk a mile in mine, they'd pro'ly take 'em home I'm burning one for every mile, milestone I heard they started acting weird, I tell 'em, "Break a leg," And if they all start acting crazy, tell my dude to break their leg I saw a psychic in Tibet when we all used to travel She said I'm living on the edge and I have good balance I said I'm looking for what's real and asked if I would find it She said my heart's closed, I said I'm open-minded I'm too high, I'm 'a have to catch a flight back I swam through the bullshit, they're drowning in the white caps Y'all aren't soldiers, you're fucking Colonel Sanders And we're all okily-dokily bitch, Ned Flanders Hello hater in the polo with the alligator on it, y'all are lost in foreign waters and my team is like piranhas In a room full of sharks, pick your jaws up Everybody wanna be a dog 'til their paws up I'm no gangster, thank the way they brought me up 'Cause I'd shoot 'em down, before they shot me up Smoking blunts with the patio door closed Ceilings high like my hardwood floor smokes Nothing lasts forever Let time tell And if you married to the pussy I got wives tails I'm not deaf but I will definitely defeat you Two legs, but I run it like three shoes I really do this, they're rapping for some free booze Sudden death and I'm alive, 3-2 And I really wanna be there when they die But I got previous engagements that I'm really gonna try to make Time for, like getting money times four Yelling out "shotgun!" and we don't mean the side door I'm in the club, double fisting Smoking fatties, Peter Griffin You ain't a family guy, your family is all missing And I guarantee you'll get it like I peaked at your presents My girl gorgeous, yours are horrid Never mind, that's not important My bears leave you in the forest like you ate our fucking porridge They got pussy on their mind and I just think outside the box I am trying to decide if I'm happy with what I got Uh, leave 'em in the pool, uh but I hope they got their Crocs Come and see what I have in store for you, I hope you like the shop Uh, people calling but their numbers all restricted All homies think they knew it, this is just what they predicted Punch drunk on prom night, super early I took 'em all to the temple, surely Yeah, can you dig it like the ground soft? I can't hear them haters like I'm watching with the sound off Mr. Mizzy Mac White Peaks is the empire And we're all spitting flames, call that friendly fire Crystal ball money, yeah I'm looking into it So above your heads and so under the influence Fuck, you guys are really weak Seven day swag on wheelchair haters, they're without a leg to stand on Bus' 'em in the head, call that public transportation You can't see my vision, final destination I heard that life is a beach, I'm collecting shells Press one up against your head and hear the sea sounds, uh Read between the lines like there's blow on the magazine They have stars in their eyes and I'm a galaxy The money and the action and the fashion is attracting me I tried to make 'em happy and everyone is always mad at me Worshipping the devil, silver crosses on their necklace Money can't buy Heaven but it's a damn good investment