This Just Another Song Lyrics

This just another song I wrote when I was high

As I'm recording I'm falling asleep, man this a lullaby

I got some music that'll make ya mutha fuckin mama cry,

But right now I'm just eatin the clock

With some ratchet rhymes

But they say that I'm the wickedest lyricist of da time

Man I hang around some cougars cuz,

They don't do no lyin

Everything I touch is golden, but I never won a medal nigga

Nah

Nah I ain't never won a medal nigga

Probably wouldn't be here if it wasn't for da hurricane

Where I'm from it's wicked, probably bring shame to my mother name

Thought I was alone until my mutha fuckin brothers came

Ghost Mob a fam, fuck wit us we'll be another gang

F8 Recordz da team I'm finna bring us to the top cuz everything I drop is hot

I cook my food up on a microphone

Dark cold nights,

Had to wait for when the lights come on

Travelin through the storm, keep goin and you might be home

Seventeen hundred dollars and up, that's what you pay ya rent

Savin to pay off ya damn career, but you don't make a dent

Bills piling up

Them shits too high, now it don't make no sense

Forty plus hours a week at work

Ion see my friends

Barely get to sleep I wanna see my dreams come true

I was always taught yo dreams don't work unless you fuckin do

Don't tell me no gossip, ion care bout who

I be in the cut mindin my business, I be fuckin cool

Tryna get them digits need me mo digits when I pass through

Know my fans love me one of my songs is a tattoo

Know the ladies love you when it's written in they bathrooms

How can my life suck

I never seen it vacuum

But I been workin all my life like Jesus Christ

Not there when you want me but I'm there when you need me

Errbody needy sum of the fam even greedy but I ain't stingy my nigga ima feed you, why

You used to feed me