Joe Flacco
Imma lay this beat real quick
What you thinking flops and still be
Have to drop then cop the watch now
All these motherfuckers try to compete
What is life for a guy like me
Work hard try to make ends meet but
The end of the week is weak cause it's right back
In the position where it used to be but
We slow it down real slow
I just wanna let oyu know
That life ain't really that bad
Like this song go
Fool around getting O
When we get you paper, paper
Running round and doing shit for all these haters
You papers choking haters smoking
But it really is I hate when they ask my ass
Like 'bro, what's up?'
Running up just chill, this beat is never enough
Smoke joints I ain't worried bout tobacco
Dunk pass let'em pass like Joe Flacco
Cause all I really need is friends, these friends and
We do this every weekend, weekend
What's up?
Smoke joints I ain't worried bout tobacco
Dunk pass let'em pass like Joe Flacco
Cause all I really need is friends, these friends and
We do this every weekend, weekend
What's up?
I got a date with Destiny, she never hit me though
Really to sit around and listen to the radio
Pop shows it's all like that ...
I hate the cops cause all they wanna do is arrest you
I'm trying to buy you drop
I hope that shit invest you
They say that time is money
That's funny cause I'm hoping I'm not too late
Get you bonded get out the vest
I know that God blessed you
Will he come to my rescue
I think it's good to party
Will take you down the ride
Say he's comfortable but I think it's that a lie
He went to school to learn, earn money, probably read
I went to school to learn on how to burn the weed
I rap for one percent...
Trying to battle rap getting down the magic hat
What kind of tag is that dog? Leave and draw
Do we all follow the law?
So don't judge me cause I'm arrogant
My shoes are musty
Still my crew look out for me
And all these groupies wanna hug me
Dressing up like a druggie don, I don't need your money
Give you your album you're a coup man now get the fuck away
I mean I know you love me
That's why you can drop my ass
When they need a hit...
I said it not to brag, I really mean it though
Me I got my own shot
You fuck boys now hear me though
If you see me in Boston drinking bottles of the stoop
Smoking joint with your boy, get real with the dude
Don't try and play me like you needy girl I know the prices
Life is beautiful I only got a couple vices
Smoke joints I ain't worried bout tobacco
Dunk pass let'em pass like Joe Flacco
Cause all I really need is friends, these friends and
We do this every weekend, weekend
What's up?
Smoke joints I ain't worried bout tobacco
Dunk pass let'em pass like Joe Flacco
Cause all I really need is friends, these friends and
We do this every weekend, weekend
What's up?
What's up?
What's up?