Malibu

(album: Faces - 2014)

The good times can be a trap!
Oh yeah? Ha ha ha
Oh hell naw (Yeah, yeah)
Not here ([?], scheiße!)
Check myself into rehab (Yeah)
Yeah, um... I might die before I detox
(You piece of shit)
Now that's a bar
I'm gonna save that one for a little bit (You piece of shit)
Now let me come with with something else, you feel me? (Here we go!)

(Yeah, yeah) It's Air Jordan on my flip-flops (Woo!)
And kill me now if I did it all for hip-hop (K-ch, blaow)
I might die before I detox
This ain't high-school, no little Asian I can cheat off (Mimimimimimimimi)
We keep chiefing while police watch (Woo)
Loss in vibration sirens blowing up the weed spot (Ha, yeah)
And Heisman hopefuls all growing up to be cops
Chasing after gangsters but they never find the G spot (Ohh)
I'm recording like I'll die tomorrow (Die)
At the rate I'm getting high, it'll be hard for me to find tomorrow (Find)
But I just pray that I'll survive tomorrow (Oh my God)
As she cries in sorrow, she just needs some time to borrow (Oh my God)
She'll be smiling by tomorrow
Everything will be so fine tomorrow (Yeah)
Put the white away, we can do some lines tomorrow
Come say hi to Morrow (Hello)

Well I'll be damned if this ain't some shit
Well I'll be damned if this ain't some shit
Here I am
Oh... I know you see me
Here I am
Yeah... and I'll be damned if this ain't some shit but here I am!

I'm the only suicidal motherfucker wit' a smile on (Ching)
Let's hold hands and sing the Bible, that's a violent psalm
The high-strung, eyes-low, ride along
Everybody grab a fucking number, this a dieathon (Mimimimimi)
(Kill me) Oh, I'm the bomb (Hell yeah)
Literally back away, I'm the bomb (Ka-plow!)
Let me get my lion on (Growl)
Yeah, okay
85 grand get you a heavy ass wrist (Bling)
They ain't killing, they just yelling, that's it (Ahhh!)
A deadly combination with that ecstasy sniff (Uhh)
On the phone probably yelling at Rich (Come on man!)
Say, double the money (Double the money!), please, double the money (Double the money!)
Triple the problems, double the money
They was all laughing, wasn't that funny? (Hahahaha)
I started fucking with drugs and now I'm a junkie
The U-S of A, I fuck with my country (Oh)
But Uncle Sam could never teach me how to Dougie (Oh, oh)
I'm thinking till my brain pops
Spitting is a cakewalk (Whoa)
I'm just a rapper, guess I'm sticking to my day job (Woo)
Wiz getting faded, come and kick it at a bakeshop
Everything is A-1, steak sauce (Hahaha)

(Ohh, thank God)
Goddamnit (Thank God)
Thank God
Here I am and I'll be damned if this ain't some shit
Here I am and I'll be damned if this ain't some shit