Mr. Eff It Lyrics

Mr. "Eff" It man

Fuck it, I don't give a damn

Yeah, I'm with the plan

Tell 'em I'mma get it in

When I'm finished

I'mma get my second wind and then

Then, I end it

If you with it, gone and lend a hand

Hit the fade-away

Ain't asking for no hookshot

Just where the smoke "nots"

And the good pot

I'll hold a block down

Like it was Fort Knox

If I'm in a tough spot

You gone be sure shot

Get the point?

Nah, it's not that I'm enjoying it

I'm not joining in it

Find some joy in living

Next thing, you're too comfortable

Tied up in spending

You're tired of saving up

Light a joint up in it

Ah, man it's Mr. "Eff" It

Look at how he do it

Man, he do it with no effort

That's impressive

Told 'em, "Wait a second"

When he left

He paid the check

And went right on to the next one

Mr. "Eff" It man

Fuck it, I don't give a damn

Yeah, it's in the plan

But I need a minute, man

With the sentence

I'm sorta like a middleman

In and out of hand

So, I don't know how you spent a grand

You know what?

Fuck it, I'm a businessman

With the pen in hand

End it when I get ahead

Get the chance

You're living

Give a little bit

And they wanna riff

But, I'm giving it another chance

On my Tom Cruise shit

Who the top gun?

Step up out my pulpit

You are not son

Boy, I'm chill as cool whip

Fire as hot sauce

And I live with a purpose

Not a lost cause

Ah, man it's Mr. "Eff" It

Look at how he do it

Man, he do it with no effort

That's impressive

Told 'em, "Wait a second"

When he left

He paid the check

And went right on to the next one

Ah, man it's Mr. "Eff" It

Look at how he do it

Man, he do it with no effort

Wait a second

You ain't pay the reverend

Gone and save the message

It's a long way up to heaven