Sleeping in on a monday

I'm just an ugly mothafucka
Same black denim, same compton surf trucker
Doing things i don't wanna

"what--
What do you want then bruh?"

Shit
I want a big house
Marijuana farm
Gardening with ol' thick spouse
All my work, in house
No alarm early morning
Hear my kid shout
Friends, not fam, my bad...get out
So fuck parties
Dem rep down!
Science on the news
Talkshow L. Krauss
Halls in my name
Schools endowed
All money no fame
But shit now
Reality getting loud

Now i gotta be this
And i ain't proud
I ain't paid well
Banks calling my cell
So i may sell
This whole money game
A fake hell
(yuuup, this whole money game a fake hell)
We rebuild our rafts just to stay afloat
Pay the bills to take our will
So we never make a boat
And i lack the programming just to
Let it go
So
Here i am
Here i stand
Here to work
Only after i play
Sober not by choice
But by chase
Broke and hungry
And not fazed
Because now the nights go better than days
Because now my nights are better than days

Since i been skipping sleep
I been (ooh)
I been so icy
Nice on my feet
Like robben like ribery
I been crossing greens
I been over seas
Trippin in chinese
Whoa hen gaoshing day mah da
Follow me
Shit i ain’t ur father
More like mister rogers
In my hood u better holla
Or best, hola
Love ya sweet like i like my cola

Since i been tripping steep
I been skippin sleep
I been sipping tea
I been sowing seeds
I am still sewing seams
So it seems i'm
Stitching me to know a growing thee
Heading for the edge
Planning for the stronger seas

Cuz fuck sales
I’ve been back in my feels
Leaving town
Just to inhale
I ain't checked the time
There’s no watch
On this block
In this nine to five jail
We live to dream
Because maaaaaaaaan
Livings a nightmare