Sober Up Miles Wesley & Jutes

[Intro: Miles Wesley]
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Miles Wesley]
Ayy, please don't make me do it (Uh)
I been goin' through it (Uh)
You don't want no sewage (Uh)
You gon' see that's foolish (Uh)
Batman in my lair (Uh)
Ain't no one that's greater (Uh)
I came from that trailer, yeah
Now I get checks like waiters
Better have State Farm if you tryna rock and wanna roll with us
This shit feel like Braveheart, everyday is war so we loaded up
Whippin' in that race car, see you later, I'm goin' up
I'm too high, can't sober up, I'm too high, can't sober up

[Verse: Jutes]
And I'm way too fly, can't hang with us
If I don't know you, go away before I make a fuss
I don't kiss and tell but I'ma give fame a fuck
But I know that this shit gets dangerous
All thеse motherfuckers look likе me
All I see is me, me, me, me, copy, command V
Keep on sleepin' on me like, "Z-Z-Z"
Guess I gotta do it for my team, team, team
It's funny, just watching all of my dreams play out
Remember the days I was livin' on a couch
I come from a place where no one makes it out
Now I live in a state where superstars go out
I'm in my zone, careful, I'm about to blow
Money and cars and clothes
Can't go back to being broke
I'm who they talk about, farm boy in Cali now
Living reckless, do what I want
Getting on by word of mouth
And I'm puffin' that Joe Exotic
Tellin' my baby, don't worry, I got it
I'm gettin' them hooked on my songs like phonics
I'm turning depression into profit
I was never shit before, now I'm poppin', wait
I don't play, manifest the shit I think
I ain't got a job, I live on break
You ain't got no drive? I can't relate, ooh