6:04Am

Ugh Yo check this shit, check it real quick Shit, imma be here all night Imma pour all this drink Baby, imma live my life So, I don't give a fuck if you part of it No, I don't give a fuck if you part of it It'd be nice But, I ain't gonna stress that shit Do you feel me baby? Whatchu think CGB stand for? Can't Go Broke, homie Cause I stand alone in this world And its cold, and you know me Gotta keep some rolls on me Keep pouring Henny Get these fuckin' hoes off me And I still put the work in Still gotta focus Still gotta work for me And calculate the portions Brett'll get some, and Krev'll get some Got cuts on my thumbs I'm scared these mothafuckas shortin Nico get some, get Cubez to count the sum Send half to my mom, just to help her get sorted I was pretty fucked, causin' trouble So I wouldn't blame her If she woulda wished that she got me aborted But we straight now, right now Food up on our plate, now Left my comfort zone And I'm chillin on a plane, now Touchdown to LAX, finally feeling sane now Same cloud, quite lifted Not much to complain about Shit, imma be here all night Imma pour all this drink Baby, imma live my life So, I don't give a fuck if you part of it No, I don't give a fuck if you part of it It'd be nice But, I ain't gonna stress that shit Do you feel me baby? I ain't gon' stress that shit I ain't gon' stress that shit I ain't gon' stress that shit But i'll probably stretch that bitch Nah, I ain't gon stress that shit I ain't gon' stress that shit I ain't gon' stress that shit I ain't gon' stress that shit Nah, I ain't gon' stress that shit I ain't gon stress that shit Feel me? I sit back with a blunt on my lip, relaxing You can tell this whole music thing my passion Not only the rapping, but composing songs To get the fans clapping And if my fam ain't snappin' they necks I know it's whack shit Back to the pen, and then the booth This is practice, yeah I'm on the verge of being classic Like Vince on the Raptors This a slam dunk homie This some 6ix shit Not the dot, bruh you fucking know me And you know where I reside At my crib with the homies Kickin' rhymes until the day the morgue come and report me And if I gotta a wifey and a baby, lord support thee Know I only wanted to be happy But I got corrupted slowly By the government, my ex girl, the next girl and the covenant Meditate on that and if you know me Imma be here all night, but these nights end shortly Show me love while I'm here Cause this world is so lonely Shit, imma be here all night Imma pour all this drink Baby, imma live my life So, I don't give a fuck if you part of it No, I don't give a fuck if you part of it It'd be nice But, I ain't gonna stress that shit Do you feel me baby? I ain't gon' stress that shit I ain't gon' stress that shit I ain't gon' stress that shit But i'll probably stretch that bitch Nah, I ain't gon stress that shit I ain't gon' stress that shit I ain't gon' stress that shit I ain't gon' stress that shit Nah, I ain't gon' stress that shit I ain't gon stress that shit Feel me?