THE FAT LADY SINGS IN THE SHOWER

[Intro]
Goddamn, bro
You fall asleep like, mm

[Verse 1]
You fall asleep like a baby, I don't get to rest though
Comfy in my bed while I'm stressing over pesos
Payroll, people in my ear told me to play slow
I'm the type of guy to laugh it to the bank though
I wanna get a couple chains upon my neck, swole
Want a bitch to hold me down, even when the pay low
Wanna cop a 'Rari, I'on' even got the space though
Not even into cars, addicted to that pace though

[Chorus]
I wanna get a lot of money for my people
Try to find a way to make sure everybody equal
Split it up regardless, everybody gotta eat though
Out here in Oxford, I'm just staring through the peephole
I'm hearing cops outside the West here and I'm geeked
Barefoot, butt-naked, fat lady singing
Cocktails in my body, don't know what to think
And they still wonder why I drink, mhm

[Interlude]
Mm

[Verse 2]
I'll fall asleep when it's early, wake up when it's late
The family in my life, they just don't know how I think
I'm making more guala than they ever thought I'd seen
They tell me I should holler if I ever need to link
But I don't, I'd rather be alone
Drunk up in my room 'cause I 'on't got the self-control
I'm diving head-first into the only thing I know
All I hope is the goal gets settled by the time I lose control
I don't got the sign for it, all I got is time pouring
From the hourglass, know that new jacket's Tom Ford
I'm going all for it, off the wall, Mike, Jordan
Two MJs in my bag, and I'm off, snoring

[Chorus]
I wanna get a lot of money for my people
Try to find a way to make sure everybody equal
Split it up regardless, everybody gotta eat though
Out here in Oxford, I'm just staring through the peephole
I'm hearing cops outside the West here and I'm geeked
Barefoot, butt-naked, fat lady singing
Cocktails in my body, don't know what to think
And they still wonder why I drink, mhm

[Outro]
COLOR THEORY
I need you more than gold
I need you in my Rover
I need you more than gold
I, I, I