Pesos

Indigenous to innocence, an immigrant to ignorance
Citizen of sinners Pitt, the incident coincident
Implementing instruments, legitimately intricate
Dissing this as dissonant, dislocate your ligaments
Litter pick the littlest, scribble with his fiddlesticks
Sizzle like a missile tip, or little kids and nipple twists
Sibyls said he’s triple six, prolly just a lot of talk
Oxy pop in cotton socks, naw he’s tossing molotov’s
Gassed up and bottled off, like a coke a cola cup
Soda suds the flow erupts, motor up like rover trucks
Clovers in a cobra clutch, only hope he holds his luck
Talking crap sew your butt, cock it back hold his nuts
Meta morphing metaphors, flowing like a reservoir
Represent his repertoire, competitors to exit doors
Back home to backhoe, digging for the cash flow
Better wish me well, when jack rolls and we’re back broke

[Hook]
Welcome to daily life, where we’re barely blithe
Recording raps for quarter cash, but they're fairly tight
Scraping pesos, making the days slow (Uh)
But we still got dreams, might as well chase those
Welcome to daily life, where we’re barely blithe (Uh)
Recording raps for quarter cash, but they're fairly tight
Scraping pesos, making the days slow (Yeahhh)
But we still got dreams, might as well chase those

Fathom:
Bastard to belligerence, plastered to the pastors prints
Preaching same as tweaking, I really need to start reading it
Cause I’m on my own planet, I don’t know who I look too
If I was too sure, I’d probably feel just like you
Woven into my own lies, deaf to my own cries
Dying sure is certain, but livings too my own device
Choosey with my effort, I must be my own biggest vice
I’m clutched up in a type of grip that’s vice, say it twice
Going through your mind like internal lice, dipped in ice
Step lightly like the floor laced with spikes
But I must be really something, why yo’ voice so muffled
GUESS I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER MY OWN MUSCLE
You ain’t ‘bout that tustle, you have an average level hustle
Stay up 4AM writing writtens, you don’t think I earned my winnings
This is only just the beginning, I’ll have to send you up
Wait, wait, wait, did y'all cop Wake Up?

[Hook]
Welcome to daily life, where we’re barely blithe
Recording raps for quarter cash, but they're fairly tight
Scraping pesos, making the days slow
But we still got dreams, might as well chase those
Welcome to daily life, where we’re barely blithe
Recording raps for quarter cash, but they're fairly tight
Scraping pesos, making the days slow
But we still got dreams, might as well chase those

Arrogant American, imperil with his caroling
Heroine or serapin, he’s doper than the arrow in
Hysterical samaritan, comparison to feral sin
Impair him with a sterile pin, is fairest like a ferris in
Careless with his caravan, always la di da di up
The bar is doing papi jumps, his heart is doing jockey runs
Like mardi gras the shotties up, like sparking off a tommy gun
Started from the bottom, now he’s on to Nagasaki bust
He’s honor roll and on a roll, impossible to stop his flow
The comp is flowing potty holes, so probable they gotta go
Heart and soul in audios, Larry’s in the stereo
Marry no just bury flows, hi ho the cherry ho
There he goes talking rubbish, walk in public not be punished
Acting likes he’s God or something, bars are coming all or nothing
All for what then, only hold his head and flow with lead
Rope of dread a lonely thread, but no one slows his hopes ahead

[Hook]
Welcome to daily life, where we’re barely blithe
Recording raps for quarter cash, but they're fairly tight
Scraping pesos, making the days slow
But we still got dreams, might as well chase those
Welcome to daily life, where we’re barely blithe
Recording raps for quarter cash, but they're fairly tight
Scraping pesos, making the days slow
But we still got dreams, might as well chase those