[Intro]
Uh, inhale, exhale
Just breathe on 'em
Take your time and breathe on em
Now nod your head to my shit if you about that life
If you 'bout that life
Now nod your head to the beat if you about that life
If you 'bout that life
[Verse]
Yo they tell me make this type of record
And that type of record
I make this type of record
With that type of pressure
Raw and uncensored, expect the unexpected
Even if I fall to pieces I connect like Tetris
I come from Hamburger Helper with no hamburger in it
And you wonder why I go noodles when I spew every sentence
Love Richmond, but I'm thinking of Venice trips over the winter
It's mine, so I spend it
I'm riding 'round and I'm getting it
Copped two chains to deal with the tension
Cutting through like Palmolive on greasy dishes
Washing out the sour smell, old spice shower gel
I had a dream I dropped my tape and then the Eiffel Tower fell
My apologies to Paris
But me and the beat are like nuclear fusion when you pair us
Transformin' the booth like pumpkins to carriages
Real like Mr. Hilton and turn my daughters to heiresses
Black coffee and crumb cakes
Thirty minute lunch breaks
Fuck that shit, we need to eat more than one plate
On Mondays I'm schemin', on Sundays I'm a demon
And some days I wanna be an angel but I'm yet to grow my wings in
Still I get fly on some simple shit
Off-white thermal under the purple vest, I'm in this bitch
Twistin' spliffs, sippin' licks, fall into the zone to pen a hit
And get me rich
I'm always always always talkin' money
'cuz I'm always always always fuckin' hungry
I brainstorm when it's sunny my
Life is a book, read a few chapters
Droppin' game for you bastards to soak up like soup crackers
I move faster than I have to truly
Have to learn to slow it down and zoom capture the beauty
The world is a museum, and me I'm viewin' all of that
Put facts in my art, so every verse is an artifact
And I started this in a starter cap
We in a new era, you bet I'm eatin' off of rap
We was just flowin' on the block
'fore you know I'm be rollin' round and droppin' down the top
Chop, choppin' down the block
Pop, poppin' out the block
With a head in my lap watch, watchin' for the cops
Watch I hit the top and live the dream that's in my head
Thirty latina maids mixin' cheese into my eggs
Believe what I say bitch, look like I'm on top now
Every shoe I couldn't get in middle school I got now
It's the simple things in life that excite me
Sharin' pizza with wifey, no creases in my Nikes
Lay down on your back baby that peach looks so enticing
If you spread them legs wide I be feastin' on that nightly
California king size, you heard what I said
I can roll over and roll over and I fall outta bed
Shit, comin' up we scrape mold off the bread slices
Now I mould the mouths of these dimes 'cuz good head's priceless
I'm that nigga I can give a damn bout how you feel
Show these niggas how to get money without a deal
These niggas hatin' but I got no time for nonsense
Quit the fightin' and arguin', my flight is departin'
So while you mopin' round and hopin' for my death cuz
I'm in the penthouse suite checkin' for bed bugs
In the lobby, just finished doin' pilates
Got a hottie riding shotty in that rental car they bought me
I went through hell to get to heaven
Give these niggas the gospel and I'm the reverend
Now if you would turn the chapter to 11
Verse one-eighty-seven, this is murdaaaaah
You was talkin' shit and bitch I heard ya
But at the end of the day it served no purpose
I'm on my grind 'til both of my ass cheeks be
Sittin' on porpoise leather seats in the GT
Ridin' round 'til I get carsick
Send thoughts into the cosmos into my starship
I'm just a man with lots of flawed shit
I told my girl don't put me on no pedestal 'cuz imma fall off it
I'm just wrong for so many reasons
I'm wrong for so many reasons
[Outro]
Now nod your head to my shit if you about that life
If you 'bout that life
Burn one for your homie if you bout that life
If you 'bout that life
Nickelus F released No Hamburger on Tue Nov 08 2011.