Ain't it something
I'm such an artist, yeah
Don't need nothing
I stay so guarded
I smell the blunt,
Who up in the front
Riding that rail like a locomotion
Strutting on Damen jotting notes so hasty
Boppin' up and down, all lost in a dope beat
Don't know what it's like til I get here
Head in the clouds, see you when you get there
I be rocking, sky walking, shit I'm still talking
In my mental, fireworks blossom
Ain't it something
I'm such an artist, yeah
Don't need nothing
I stay so guarded
Hands up! get ya hands up
Pop a couple bottles
Yeah, imma get drunk, like
So what? Thinking ain't us
Too much on my mind
So imma get, get, get
Hands up! Get them hands up
Pop a couple bottles
Yea, imma get drunk, like
Hol up! thinking ain't us
Too much on my mind
So imma get, get, get fucked
Why can't you fall in line
Why waste your goddamn time
Yo, I promise that I'm fine
Made a buck on Cloud9
Dollar menu dinner clout, kinda rhymes yea
Payday, mayday, give a fuck about a hay-day
Even less whatever they say
Kept my cool, made some moves
See I'm running, actin' rude
If I never quit, how I'm gonna lose, yo
Ain't it something
I'm such an artist
Don't need nothing
I stay so guarded
Hands up! Get ya hands up
Pop a couple bottles
Yea imma get drunk, like
So what? Thinking ain't us
Too much on my mind
So imma get, get, get
Hands up! Get them hands up
Pop a couple bottles
Yea, imma get drunk, like
Hol up! thinking ain't us
Too much on my mind
So imma get, get, get fucked
Ain't it something
I'm such an artist, yea
Don't need nothing
I stay so guarded
Hands up!
Get ya hands up
Pop a couple bottles
Yea imma get drunk, like
So what?
Thinking ain't us
Too much on my mind
So imma get, get, get
Hands up!
Get them hands up
Pop a couple bottles
Yea, imma get drunk, like
Hol up!
Thinking ain't us
Too much on my mind
So imma get, get, get fucked
