Trade-Off

It's that work hard, play hard Make you quit that day job I smoked so much this year we couldn't even take a day off I plan to take a trip Want the money how it's spent I just re-up Plus I just payed my phone and the rent Hey, it's lit Call my partners up, we going up, you slowing up I never judge, we do indulge In truth I never touch this stuff One puff of that fluffy stuff, shit hit me like a sucker punch Side effects include mass paranoia plus the cotton mouth Down another bottle with my niggas Before this was a movie we pictured us living bitter And I forgive 'em, whatever, whatever Telling me different Nothing is given without sacrifices Something is close to niggas to chill with Pray for the children The government spiking penicillin And lord willin' We all live to be 20 million Outcome infinite dawg, where is the ceiling? 'Cause five years ago we came to be without disappearing It's that work hard, play hard Make you quit that day job I smoke so much this year we couldn't even take a day off I plan to take a trip Want the money how it's spent I just re-up Plus, I just payed my phone and the rent It's that work hard, play hard I just got a blow job Smoke so much this year we couldn't even take a day off Twenty something years, I never had a fucking day job Never ask for truth, it's what expected, it's a trade-off Real nigga shit, getting money bound to flip Now turned on like I'm the shit Bitch I told you how it gets It's that mixtape rap blunt wrapped up in a album In a Audi black tote straps lookin' for yack So I can go top speed with the blinkers on Screaming "Fuck the world", Martin King is gone Who am I? Who am I? Handsome guy, might stunt on you niggas with a patch in my eye Please, turn up the headphones I speak the value I pray for freaks, we gon' bring the outcome Toke, toke and choke We just need your vocal So this is the future, ain't what you're used to Four years ago I was poorer than you are Trapping in the lobby in the back of a U-haul It's that work hard, play hard I just got a blow job Smoke so much this year we couldn't even take a day off Twenty something years, I never had a fucking day job Never ask for truth, it's what expected, it's a trade-off It's that work hard, play hard Make you quit that day job I smoke so much this year we couldn't even take a day off I plan to take a trip Want the money how it's spent I just re-up Plus, I just payed my phone and the rent This that work hard, play hard Rest in peace to Trayvon Did so much different drugs this year I'm feeling so amazing LSD them potent doses smoking 'til I take off Two freaks, one Meech, that's an even trade-off Rosemary's baby the hand I rock my cradle to the grave I had six exorcisms this year alone and I feel the same I'm high and sleep deprived, having nightmares while I'm still awake 40 ounce, sipper, until my liver give away I think I lost my mind and, I'm willing to trade my soul if you can find it An even exchange I'm young and deranged All these drugs in my body Rawer than the kilo under my granddaddy pillow Kill a cop, la-la-laugh, reload, ha-ha-ha Drop classics, we now Laugh at you niggas I average 50, I don't feel the need to pass to you niggas Roll up the sticky, young irrational nigga Don't throw stones, unless your crib is shatter proof nigga A headshot, now let's see if you splatter-proof nigga Work hard, play hard Make you quit that day job I smoke so much this year we couldn't even take a day off I plan to take a trip Want the money how it's spent I just re-up Plus I just payed my phone and the rent Work hard, play hard I just got a blowjob Smoke so much this year we couldn't even take a day off Twenty something years, I never had a fucking day job Never ask for truth, it's what expected, it's a trade-off Work hard, play hard Rest in peace to Trayvon Did so much different drugs this year I'm feeling so amazing LSD them potent doses, smoking 'til I take off Two freaks, one Meech, that's an even trade-off