Life For You

Every day I wake up Not knowing what to do You say this the life for me No, this the life for you It's all what we do We don't follow rules Now we got something prove Fuck that shit I pack my bags I'm gon' be gone on they ass When they wake up in the morning I'm out in California Now there ain't no more torture Middle finger thrown towards ya And we going And we know it And we gone And we gone You can throw it Away Cause we going And we going Today It's kinda hard doing what the fuck you wanna do Everybody and their parents say what's wrong with you Fast forward now they wanna do a song with you Kinda funny Cause they all used to laugh and crack up Now they ain't they self But they ain't good actors On the high horse Man, the view's spectacular So I hop down Really sick of living in this small town Stand up guy Don't fall down I ain't gonna lose it I ain't looking stupid no more I'm just gonna do it Oh lord My feet were glued to the floor Now I'm just ready for war I got two hands on my sword I'll send your ass to the morgue Every day I wake up Not knowing what to do You say this the life for me No, this the life for you It's all what we do We don't follow rules Now we got something prove Fuck that shit I pack my bags I'm gon' be gone on they ass When they wake up in the morning I'm out in California Now there ain't no more torture Middle finger thrown towards ya And we going And we know it And we gone And we gone You can throw it Away Cause we going And we going Today Yeah Let's go so far I don't really wanna ever slow down Car dash 155 and I'm on smash Swerving through traffic and ya'll mad What? They bumping Jpaul in that? People go crazy they running it back I put the mu fucking pumpkin in patch I rhyme the words like the cat in the hat We too young for this Got a couple things on my bucket list All I wanna do is have fun and shit I don't wanna go to work I'm uninterested Slim chance to none It's anorexic I love myself like Kanye West said I'm like when lines go through the s's You kill the vibe you get arrested Every day I wake up Not knowing what to do You say this the life for me No, this the life for you It's all what we do We don't follow rules Now we got something to prove Fuck that shit I pack my bags I'm gon' be gone on they ass When they wake up in the morning I'm out in California Now there ain't no more torture Middle finger thrown towards ya