Mmmm, yeah ... like this bassline ... wooo ... One these days I'm a run
this town. You know what I'm sayin'? Give me another drink of that
water. Yeah. Sing it now... Woooo
It ain't my fault you're motivated
'cause I ain't workin' my drive has faded
I'd rather chill, talk to my friends
and drink my coffee, laugh at my sins
I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
I said I'm lovin' life it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
I rather stand on the corner and laugh my ass off
and pay my dues I done work my ass off
but work never got me nowhere
it was like god luck and I just happened to be there
and I'm a show up when I show up
and if I don't blow up. fuck it. I don't blow up
at least I don't have to grow up
man let me smoke my cigarette
I figurin' now 'bout all the things I won't get
a bunch of bullshit I really don't need
a bunch of dumb bitches mixin' crack with weed
but I got caffiene and I got pills
I got me a beat machine and I got skills
and so what if I gotta sleep all day
it ain't like I'm missin' much anyway
'cause it's a fake and it's all take
you're all full of shit so I'll D.O.A.
It ain't my fault you're motivated
'cause I ain't workin' my drive has faded
I'd rather chill, talk to my friends
and drink my coffee, laugh at my sins
I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
I said I'm lovin' life it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
You all look at me like I done lost my mind
wearin' argyle socks doin' the 'bump and grind'
I got IZOD v-neck, a hi-tech redneck
Pumas and a foamy hat so give me respect
I spent about ten years in the hole
after a light-skinned girl cold stole my soul
but now I'm up I don't give a fuck
you can have my depression, you can eat my butt
I don't need no philosophies, except my own
for christ's sakes it's too late, I guess I'm grown
and I've learned enough to know I don't know shit
I've bitched and moaned but I ain't never quit
kept on survivin' and kept on strivin'
fixed my transmission and kept on drivin'
so I guess it's okay to be mentally ill
guess it ended up payin' all my damn bills
It ain't my fault you're motivated
'cause I ain't workin' my drive has faded
I'd rather chill, talk to my friends
and drink my coffee, laugh at my sins
I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
I said I'm lovin' life it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
Man, it ain't my fault you wanna run errands ... get up early ... go to the grocery store ... It's good you motivated. I'm proud of you, man. But I'm goin' back to bed.
It ain't my fault you're motivated
'cause I ain't workin' my drive has faded (MOTIVATED!)
I'd rather chill, talk to my friends
and drink my coffee, laugh at my sins
I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away (WASTE AWAY!)
I said I'm lovin' life it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
MOTIVATED!
WASTE AWAY!
It ain't my fault you're motivated
'cause I ain't workin' my drive has faded
I'd rather chill, talk to my friends
and drink my coffee, laugh at my sins
I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
I said I'm lovin' life it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
I rather stand on the corner and laugh my ass off
and pay my dues I done work my ass off
but work never got me nowhere
it was like god luck and I just happened to be there
and I'm a show up when I show up
and if I don't blow up. fuck it. I don't blow up
at least I don't have to grow up
man let me smoke my cigarette
I figurin' now 'bout all the things I won't get
a bunch of bullshit I really don't need
a bunch of dumb bitches mixin' crack with weed
but I got caffiene and I got pills
I got me a beat machine and I got skills
and so what if I gotta sleep all day
it ain't like I'm missin' much anyway
'cause it's a fake and it's all take
you're all full of shit so I'll D.O.A.
It ain't my fault you're motivated
'cause I ain't workin' my drive has faded
I'd rather chill, talk to my friends
and drink my coffee, laugh at my sins
I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
I said I'm lovin' life it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
You all look at me like I done lost my mind
wearin' argyle socks doin' the 'bump and grind'
I got IZOD v-neck, a hi-tech redneck
Pumas and a foamy hat so give me respect
I spent about ten years in the hole
after a light-skinned girl cold stole my soul
but now I'm up I don't give a fuck
you can have my depression, you can eat my butt
I don't need no philosophies, except my own
for christ's sakes it's too late, I guess I'm grown
and I've learned enough to know I don't know shit
I've bitched and moaned but I ain't never quit
kept on survivin' and kept on strivin'
fixed my transmission and kept on drivin'
so I guess it's okay to be mentally ill
guess it ended up payin' all my damn bills
It ain't my fault you're motivated
'cause I ain't workin' my drive has faded
I'd rather chill, talk to my friends
and drink my coffee, laugh at my sins
I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
I said I'm lovin' life it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
Man, it ain't my fault you wanna run errands ... get up early ... go to the grocery store ... It's good you motivated. I'm proud of you, man. But I'm goin' back to bed.
It ain't my fault you're motivated
'cause I ain't workin' my drive has faded (MOTIVATED!)
I'd rather chill, talk to my friends
and drink my coffee, laugh at my sins
I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away (WASTE AWAY!)
I said I'm lovin' life it's a pretty day
and I'm a let it waste away
MOTIVATED!
WASTE AWAY!
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