All This

(Album: I Love Life, Thank You - 2011)

We spending all this
Money, getting all this shine
Hitting all this cuddi, spending all this time
I'm feeling better than ever before
This my life for better or for—
All this money, getting all this shine
And it's all so funny, 'cause it's all just mine
I'm feeling better than ever before
This my life for better or for worse

Hey
I'm looking out the window, the kid staying lit like a Zippo
You hating, I don't trip, bro, it's gravy, 'cause your bitch know
Cup of Henny, I sip slow, the spins, yo
Hit the stage to bust a rhyme, call me Flipmode
This, that, the other, I'ma make it happen
Travel all around the country in a station wagon
Take it back, you reminisce on all your favorite classics
My words play more than Mad Libs
I got plenty lyrics, they got plenty ad-libs
Warn the holy spirit, my father's on some rap shit
Listening to Tribe, getting high, puffing lye
See some people riding by, come outside, say what up
I ain't nothing like a star, I'm chilling, laying back
Travel round the whole world, enjoying everywhere I'm at
Meeting different people, eating different food
No one like a gourmet meal more than Q though

We spending all this money, getting all this shine
Hitting all this cuddi, spending all this time
I'm feeling better than ever before
This my life for better or for—
All this money, getting all this shine
And it's all so funny, 'cause it's all just mine
I'm feeling better than ever before
This my life for better or for worse

They feeling kinda jealous, everybody be thinking that they was cool
Getting money since my mommy was dropping me off at school
Now I got a whip to cruise in
You the Pirates so you losing, I'm in the news, you let 'em bring your news in
I bowl strikes, you always leaving a few pins
I do me, you keeping up with them new trends
I got fam, you worried 'bout making new friends
I'm in my PJs, you had to wear your suit in
Thinking what I'll do? When? Where? How? Why me?
Relax myself, kick it like Tai Chi
You could find me, only where I'm at
There ain't no other me's, they be checking on my stats
[?] cat, find 'em up in a tree
Homie may be spitting bars, he ain't fucking with me
I'm just turning up the heat to a hunnid degrees
Spitting like I got a razor blade stuck to my teeth, hey

We spending all this money, getting all this shine
Hitting all this cuddi, spending all this time
I'm feeling better than ever before
This my life for better or for—
All this money, getting all this shine
And it's all so funny, 'cause it's all just mine
I'm feeling better than ever before
This my life for better or for worse