Daily

[Verse 1:]
Open my eyes what the fuck do I see
I see the world lacks time, and I don't need no clock for this
I'm stuck on Instagram like would I shave my crotch for this
Knowing I don't know this girl and she ain't even following
I heated up a hot pocket and shit, but that shit burned my mouth, and then I threw a fit
But after that I ate it, and that shit was the greatest
And then I masturbated. I felt like Brendan Frazier
Cuz all my morning wishes had been granted
Now granted ima have another morning cuz I'm napping
I really wish sometimes I didn't try to do this rapping
Cuz now my phone shaking like a stripper bitch in satin. My niggas like what's hannin
Shit I'm just Tryna sit in front the AC, my TV HD, but it don't pay me
So now I gotta take a quick shower, and I can't wash my hair
I hope I got a square
I step into the breeze like, this some fucking air
Bout 82 degrees, the girls I gotta stare
I'm in the same pants I wore yesterday, my niggas got weed and some chicken wings
So they gon take flight like Michael, and ima chew these wings like Tyson won titles

[Verse 2:]
My G I put that on bible, if I ever stop rapping world ending, grab rifle
Put that shit inside my mouth and pull trigger no stifle,
But i'll probly die in front a bad stripper type psycho.
But that's the inner thoughts talkin, sitting in the backseat of bro's whip, my dogs barking
Tryna flex on newbury but we couldn't cop parking
And you know these cops be given niggas tickets not warning
So where we bout to go now, Stizzy hit my phone he talking bout how bitches licking dong,
So ima hit the dojo like Neo hit Morpheus, and see who got the plug, like Doctor Kevorkian
And hopefully drop my babies like stork and then we bending to rehearsal, how the shows be on point and shit
And after that I don't remember cuz I woke up feeling shitty and it wasn't my choice
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