78 Nite

[Chorus] Yeah, well, I won't spend a single day makin' minimum wage Okay, I'd rather blow my brains out than sit in a cage And I might make a lot of money, then just give it away I got nothin' to lose, all I see is clouds under my shoes Um, flight club and I ain't talkin' shoe box (Yeah) I might just leave the planet with the moonwalk (Yeah) I might be gone tomorrow or I won't (Or I won't) Now you see me, now you don't [Verse 1] Well, okay, this is rockin' the boat This is walkin' on top of water, then stoppin' to float This is nautical, way beyond tomorrow, I'm Christopher Walken awesome I'm takin' this money into the coffin, this shit a problem though Who you know that do as many different things as I do? I ain't goin' anywhere with you, I'm goin' by you I'm sayin' hi to these hoes to get 'em wetter than the bayou Shit a little different than in high school Um, Mr. Fisherman, please You had your turn talkin', now you listen to me I don't work where I live, I don't shit where I eat We was dirty-ass kids that used to play in the street Look at us now, shit I had a vision, swear I had a vision We was always hungry, so I went and built a kitchen Nothin' to believe in, so I started a religion Swear the world don't go around without an -ism [Chorus] I won't spend a single day makin' minimum wage Okay, I'd rather blow my brains out than sit in a cage And I might make a lot of money, then just give it away I got nothin' to lose, all I see is clouds under my shoes Um, flight club and I ain't talkin' shoe box I might just leave the planet with the moonwalk I might be gone tomorrow or I won't Now you see me, now you don't [Verse 2] Yeah, well, what you tryin' to do? I've been lookin' everywhere, and I ain't findin' a clue In my mind is like a lion that's inside of a zoo I'm a giant, not Goliath with the violence I'm a little calm and quiet with Sinatra, I'ma fly to the moon Spent way too much time here inside of this room So I'ma be outside until the sky isn't blue Until the sun isn't shinin', until I die of the flu Yeah, okay, my necklace full of rare stones, heir to the throne My mind is always open, but it's frozen in my soul Somehow I'm in my zone when I'm way out of control They keep knockin' on my door, but nobody ever home Um, Mr. Big Stuff, I'm done with the strip clubs Too much on my mind, I got no time to give fucks You can call my phone, I don't pick up Shit, I'll let it ring 'til you give up [Chorus] I won't spend a single day makin' minimum wage Okay, I'd rather blow my brains out than sit in a cage And I might make a lot of money, then just give it away I got nothin' to lose, all I see is clouds under my shoes Um, flight club, and I ain't talkin' shoe box I might just leave the planet with the moonwalk I might be gone tomorrow or I won't Now you see me, now you don't