[Chorus]
Yeah, well, I won't spend a single day makin' minimum wage
Okay, I'd rather blow my brains out than sit in a cage
And I might make a lot of money, then just give it away
I got nothin' to lose, all I see is clouds under my shoes
Um, flight club and I ain't talkin' shoe box (Yeah)
I might just leave the planet with the moonwalk (Yeah)
I might be gone tomorrow or I won't (Or I won't)
Now you see me, now you don't
[Verse 1]
Well, okay, this is rockin' the boat
This is wakin' on top of water, then stoppin' to float
This is nautical, way beyond tomorrow, I'm Christopher Walken awesome
I'm takin' this money into the coffin, this shit a problem though
Who you know that do as many different things as I do?
I ain't goin' anywhere with you, I'm goin' by you
I'm sayin' hi to these hoes to get 'em wetter than the bayou
Shit a little different than in high school
Um, Mr. Fisherman, please
You had your turn talkin', now you listen to me
I don't work where I live, I don't shit where I eat
We was dirty-ass kids that used to play in the street
Look at us now, shit
I had a vision, swear I had a vision
We was always hungry, so I went and built a kitchen
Nothin' to believe in, so I started a religion
Swear the world don't go around without misery
Yeah, well, I won't spend a single day makin' minimum wage
Okay, I'd rather blow my brains out than sit in a cage
And I might make a lot of money, then just give it away
I got nothin' to lose, all I see is clouds under my shoes
Um, flight club and I ain't talkin' shoe box (Yeah)
I might just leave the planet with the moonwalk (Yeah)
I might be gone tomorrow or I won't (Or I won't)
Now you see me, now you don't
[Verse 1]
Well, okay, this is rockin' the boat
This is wakin' on top of water, then stoppin' to float
This is nautical, way beyond tomorrow, I'm Christopher Walken awesome
I'm takin' this money into the coffin, this shit a problem though
Who you know that do as many different things as I do?
I ain't goin' anywhere with you, I'm goin' by you
I'm sayin' hi to these hoes to get 'em wetter than the bayou
Shit a little different than in high school
Um, Mr. Fisherman, please
You had your turn talkin', now you listen to me
I don't work where I live, I don't shit where I eat
We was dirty-ass kids that used to play in the street
Look at us now, shit
I had a vision, swear I had a vision
We was always hungry, so I went and built a kitchen
Nothin' to believe in, so I started a religion
Swear the world don't go around without misery
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