Lunar C
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Lunar C & Lee Scott & Dirty Dike
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[Hook]
My life don't have no meaning
Some things just don't make no sense
But I can't spend my time people pleasing
Respect don't pay my rent
That's why I'm coming for your money 'til they lock me in the cage
Nobody shows you love 'til you're rotting in a grave
Still living in the squalor, nothing's changed
Pocket full of fuckall, nothing to my name
[Verse 1: Lunar C]
Rent the hotel while I'm driving
Take your chick to my room
Light a zug while she plays with my dick, when I'm through
I flip the roach off the balcony and into the pool
And if I didn't cum I'll throw that bitch in with it too
These wave-hoppers will only back me when They see me rolling in a black BM
Talking 'bout how much cash we spend
But fuck that, I'm a scumbag
Rolling in the same clothes as last weekend
Bitch we get it, your talent is home-grown
Stop chatting about your postcode
Small-time kid, but I got links around the globe though
Fuck your swag, I'm a punk rocker
Don't be fooled by what I'm wearing, I'm just sponsored by Foot Locker
Fuck everyone, I'm going in
I don't depend on anyone
I'm on my ones going in at the deep end
I don't want my fair share, I'm trying to take the lot
If these rappers talk up they get dropped like they pissed their label off
[Hook]
My life don't have no meaning
Some things just don't make no sense
But I can't spend my time people pleasing
Respect don't pay my rent
That's why I'm coming for your money 'til they lock me in the cage
Nobody shows you love 'til you're rotting in a grave
Still living in the squalor, nothing's changed
Pocket full of fuckall, nothing to my name
[Verse 2: Lunar C]
Fuck you mean I'm not the best you've ever had bitch? Don't mess around
You're just angry because you had dreams of wedding gowns
I told you that I'd pick you up, but I let you down
I don't give a fuck, you just stress me out
They don't like me because they don't like me
I'm just too cool
Better pay up, I ain't pro bono
Fuck you too
And if I lost my mind, I don't want it back
Train hit me and took my legs off, I'm spazzing on the track
I'm not trying to get famous, I'm not rich yet
Someone better pay me
Can't pay me for no dickhead
Flat broke, and everything in my flat's broke
I'm living raggo
Diablo lurking amongst the shadows
Foreign bitches on the didit, they fall for my accent
My cock is a landmark, a tourist attraction
A million miles hugging my penis cause I'm an icon
My dick is outstanding in its field, you can pile on
[Hook]
My life don't have no meaning
Some things just don't make no sense
But I can't spend my time people pleasing
Respect don't pay my rent
That's why I'm coming for your money 'til they lock me in the cage
Nobody shows you love 'til you're rotting in a grave
Still living in the squalor, nothing's changed
Pocket full of fuckall, nothing to my name
Pocket Full of Fuckall was written by Lunar C.
Pocket Full of Fuckall was produced by HashFinger.
Lunar C released Pocket Full of Fuckall on Sat Jun 06 2015.