Beat the System Lyrics

Inanimate perpetually far fetched and inevitably

I'm sucked into the couch rolling the fattest blunts steadily

This shits sophisticated I'm mentally mutilated

In my zone I'm situated and I'll be here til I make it

Bring the money I will rake it

Being real I can't fake it

Doing it we self made it

Know I'm self made

Money trees makin shade

We gone roll a white grape

Vans with the grip tape

We used to like to skate

Now We been stayin drunk late

I been tryna stay faded

Dabbin middle of the day

East coast is where I pray

That my fam make it through day

Better know I ain't afraid

Watching you cuz I don't play

Little do they know my name is Wayne

All the hoes and Gs always callin me the trap man

Need me you can find me rollin blunts up in the trap man

Bet shut your mouth cuz trust me you ain't wanna see the strap man

High as hell and booted party pray and serve the trap man

Tryna beat the system in my backyard feedin chickens

Growing veggies collard greens n fresh fishing how I'm livin

Green crack guerilla glue the stinky buds is what I'm flippin

Ate some shrooms drop the Lucy

Stayin trippy mind is slippin

Tryna beat the system on my porch I'm flippin chickens

Also playin in a band, seven strings I'm always Riffin

Hangin with ur girl, offer me some blow I'm sniffin

You Hear the trap phone ring , now I'm sitting lock zippin

Man can't you feel the light it's shining right above

Me as I am spitting like a demon angels running

Born on the west coast back in 94

Now I'm seein Florida when I'm walkin out my door

Working really hard but I'm sleepin way less

Pushin past limits aiming to be one of the best

Talkin shit to me ya know you boutta get into a wreck

Dickin down ur girl and then she signin me a check

Recording the track while Im smokin a blunt

Fuckin with me and things gonna get rough

We killin the tree aren't you takin a puff

Eatin the victim face covered in blood

You been gettin roasted they showin no love

Got a raw cone , bitch had been stuffed

High as a kite I been touching the sun

Gone off that Kurt so my nose start to run

Trippin on acid all night just for fun

Trippin on acid all night just for fun

Tryna beat the system in my backyard feedin chickens

Growing veggies collard greens n fresh fishing how I'm livin

Green crack guerilla glue the stinky buds is what I'm flippin

Ate some shrooms drop the Lucy

Stayin trippy mind is slippin

Tryna beat the system on my porch I'm flippin chickens

Also playin in a band, seven strings I'm always Riffin

Hangin with ur girl , offer me some blow I'm sniffin

You Hear the trap phone ring , now I'm sitting lock zippin

Chillin on the porch in the hood took a dab with the torch I'm always feeling really good

I'm living it up in the South and I been here for a while

They don't like what I wanna spit so I told em turn the dial

Drive me to the gas station tryna buy a white owl

I been chillin in the trap stayin strapped with some thugs I knew from way back

They know how to make a stack

And ima keep a shell racked

I am not afraid to blast

On anybody in the mask

Their body coming up last

Wayne the master with the master plan

My ground I stand

Until I'm dead

With weed in hand

I'm gettin head

A one night stand

And she's a ten

All the hoes and Gs always callin me the trap man

Need me you can find me rollin blunts up in the trap man

Bet shut your mouth cuz trust me you aint wanna see the strap man

High as hell and booted party pray and serve the trap man