Coffee Cake

I live on my own, drive by myself
I like my music mid level
Drinks cold as icicles
No shots they know better
My pen is a grave digger
(I'll find places for you to lay)
Willie Green
In the meantime, what you got to say?
This could of been courjal but fuck it
The extras are still in the budget
They weird, they love it
One more funeral for the foolish
Swerving through my streets looking ghoulish
Should of dropped out, wasn't with the high school shit
Now it's high society, night vibe moments
Ill vibrations, engage who you move with
Stay with the goofy shit
So if 2 plus 2 don't equal 8
Thеn what the fuck you plan do with that 10 cents?
Use it? Stupid
Stupid
Stupid
Dumb pеople

My people fucking up bags that'll change your life
Just knowing this time we gonna get it right
That's a bet though
Got you losing sleep, mad you don't even dough
Ain't even upset bro
Cause even if the trap fall out from under our feet
Ima bring it back up
And even if you call me and I didn't answer
Ima hit you back up
I do this for real
I do this for real
I, I do this for real
I, I do this for real

It's Willie Green