Metro Nome (Golf)

[Verse 1: Wiki]

Don't have a cow, man

Now it's been a year, it's been a wild

I spent my year as a child, woke up a man

Still just a tyke with a kite in my hand

Just a place with a mic in my hand

Just like the grass in my hand was replaced by the cash that I have

When should I ash in the pail?

Crammed for the test, got an F but I'm passin' the L

Pass that back, yeah, unless you gonna match that pack

I ain't tryin'a be an ass but well

Don't mean to be fiendin', but need to be weeded as hell

Plus I need the liqs too

Fucker got some issues, and I got a pistol

Yeah, you better pass that pail, blank out, black out

The shit I hear, drink 'til I black out

All the shit in my ear last night

To-night, that might be my last night

That's right, had swipes but I ran out

Park bench where I camped out

Thinking 'bout shorty and how she could be

She could be girl of my dreams or girl of my nightmares

Don't have to yell bitch I'm right here, to have to crackle

I'm right here

[Verse 2: Hak]