Catch22 ft. Lanz Lyrics

This is what I wanna do

I do what I wanna do

I'ma give you deadly news

Everything is a catch-22

Really, I think you should really do what you wanna do

And its fuck em, go play in traffic if they hatin' too

Seems like dealing with girls every time a catch-22

I'm in my head, my cousin dead, I wonder what he do

And this a track from another lonely night in the Stu

We all gon' feel the same every time that we get the news

To catch the nigga and let it spark like we blew fuse

Can't underestimate the one who ain't got shit to lose

They like, bitch, okay, he rap, 647, that's the tag

Rep my shit just like a frat, she gon' blow me like a frag

Then I pole her like a flag, damn, I know her nigga mad

Why the fuck that nigga mad? How the fuck you cuff a bitch

Every nigga can say he had, truthfully, that shit is sad

They say that life's a bitch, fuck her good then call her a cab

I'm not afraid to try at shit, I'm gon' take a jab

Keep on pushing till you gassed, even then stay up on the gas

Since I'm stuck, everyone grass green on the other side

Overconsume my pride and that's how all these niggas die

How could you miss the exploitation when it's televised

I know I'm cocky and I'm stubborn, but I get it from my mother's side

That bitch 2 faces like a fucking Gemini

She kill my character and then my heart, I call that double homicide

Life is like a gang war my nigga pick a side

It's either evil or the good, made my choice, but I let you decide

Malfunction's in my mainframe, I need to override

Ballin' like it's overtime, she come over all the time

I said these bitches do the same thing, I say that all the time

Bitch, you is a waste of time, I will never waste my time

And you is just some waste, a bunch of toxic waste

So high that I can't feel my face, and my mind in outer space

And you is just a waste, a bunch of toxic waste

So high that I can't feel my face, and my mind in outer space

Just like the gingerbread man, none of my problems could really catch me

Fuckin' on three bitches right now just like a triathlete

Countin' up the money, I'm feelin' like I'm a math geek

And if you ask me, bitch, I had a good week

Feel like the black sheep, met her in the backstreet

Went to the backseat, then called her a taxi

Just like a smoke sesh, nigga, you can't match me

I got the answer to the question that you ask me

Really, I think you should really do what you wanna do

And it's fuck'em, go play in traffic if they hatin' too

Seems like dealing with girls every time I catch 22

I'm in my head, my cousin dead, I wonder what he do

And this a track from another lonely night in the Stu

We all gon' feel the same every time that we get the news

To catch the nigga and let it spark like we blew fuse

Can't underestimate the one who ain't got shit to lose

Ain't got shit to lose, wearin' different pair of shoes

Walkin' out the house, I'm out and boutin', ain't have shit to do

So it's fuck it all, now my ass gon' hit the stu

Where I'm spendin' all my time, the funny thing its in my room

Tryna get so loose while I crack open that goose

I been racin' with my problems and I always seem to lose

That's the truth, but I'm only gettin' better

The weather is gettin' colder, but the homies gettin' cheddar

I fell under the assumption that I was trapped

Inside the hour glass, wishin' for my hours back

But that ain't gonna happen, sit back, start relaxin

Thinkin' bout the bigger picture, couldn't imagine a better life without this rappin

This is my passion, turn this notebook into magic

Then instant classics, it's just gettin' little graphic

Cause the way I'm slashin' got you all amazed

It's been one hell of a week, yeah, like I'm Charlemagne

This the archer game, got the sharpest target on the game

Don't get lost inside the process, now you gotta follow straight

Tidal wave is what I'm ridin' till I'm findin' my own way

Stars align and thoughts collide and shit, I'm flyin' out of space

No time to waste, hit the gas, no slight lead

Cause shit, this just might be the year that we'll be type kings

Livin' out our dream, they can't tell us different

Here is the catch, tell somebody that I'm dippin' out

I'm dippin' out

I'm dippin' out

I'm dippin' out