Almost

[Verse 1]

Almost, to the top

Almost famous, shit y'all know

Hesitation, don’t get none

Still I’ll go to the basement, put Vice City in the PlayStation

Get away from stress, keep Js rotatin'

Dab rings and a bad bitch naked, I just wanna live

[Interlude]

See that’s what the fuck I’m talkin' about right there

Yeah yeah, I just wanna live

Let me smoke my weed in public, eat this In-N-Out burger

Can I, live? Sleep in 'til mothafuckin' noon and fuck my bitch

You know what I’m saying?

That’s my perfect world right there

[Verse 2]

Back to it

What if I don’t wanna work?

For a boss I don’t get along with

Name tag on a shirt

I’d rather be at home doing bong rips

But I’m just being real

A lil' irresponsible but I don’t really give a fuck how you feel

'Cause this ain’t your life

This is all my shit, my shit

Don’t worry about where I’m at, who I’m wit'

Commenting on the words that come from my lips

Bitch, please excuse my wrist

While I whip, whip, whip, whip

The car they said I couldn’t get

With the all black leather on, looking like the Matrix

I am the one light 2 joints, 35 millimeter life viewpoint

Everything is like a movie nowadays

Speaking of I did a movie the other day, ay!

I just, I just, I just wanna know am I being modest?

Asking 50k a show, or do I need mo’?

For all of the years it was slow

For every show where no one would’ve showed

For driving 12 hours to perform in the cold

Getting to the do’ and being told no

Bitch I want all that back times ten

Say it again, bitch I want all that back times ten

Bitch, I want all that back times ten

One more ‘gain, bitch I want all that back times ten

So, pay up!