[Intro]
Man
Who's calling?
Hello
What's up man
Nah, I got shit to do man
Maybe next week, I got shit to do
[Verse 1]
Laying on a couch next to a blank page
Not in the mood to write, just one of them days
High off Percs, so my mind won't work, and my bitch wants all of my time
I want to write raps, she'd rather get laid, it's been days and I haven't wrote a rhyme
And on the other hand, I'm on CD 4, never seen tour and I don't have a dime
To my name, so I complain, fuck the notebook I should push cocaine
Fuck counseling, I should just sniff cocaine
The weed's wearing off, now I feel drained
My uncle just passed, life moving fast
The other day I caught daddy digging in the trash, and what did he pull out?
Some brand new swеats, everybody wonderin' why I'm so vеxed
I let the Seroquel put me to sleep, I stole one from momma while she was counting sheep
Got a call from Soprano, and he said, "Let's meet", we need you in the lab but you're always in the street
We got photoshoots and deadlines to meet, it's crunch time, lunchtime, we all tryna eat
I even got producers shooting me beats, but I'm stuck staring at a blank sheet
Excuses excuses
Man
Who's calling?
Hello
What's up man
Nah, I got shit to do man
Maybe next week, I got shit to do
[Verse 1]
Laying on a couch next to a blank page
Not in the mood to write, just one of them days
High off Percs, so my mind won't work, and my bitch wants all of my time
I want to write raps, she'd rather get laid, it's been days and I haven't wrote a rhyme
And on the other hand, I'm on CD 4, never seen tour and I don't have a dime
To my name, so I complain, fuck the notebook I should push cocaine
Fuck counseling, I should just sniff cocaine
The weed's wearing off, now I feel drained
My uncle just passed, life moving fast
The other day I caught daddy digging in the trash, and what did he pull out?
Some brand new swеats, everybody wonderin' why I'm so vеxed
I let the Seroquel put me to sleep, I stole one from momma while she was counting sheep
Got a call from Soprano, and he said, "Let's meet", we need you in the lab but you're always in the street
We got photoshoots and deadlines to meet, it's crunch time, lunchtime, we all tryna eat
I even got producers shooting me beats, but I'm stuck staring at a blank sheet
Excuses excuses
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