Lyrics:
Don't matter how much
Always feels like it's not enough
Had someone say they was by my side
They was down to ride
Then they full of lies
Living life in
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
Lately I've been dazed
My heart beats sideways
A little confused by life's maze
When all I have is peace and love
It seems the world's on push
And it's a matter of time
(and it's a matter of time)
By god
Don't you think I know it's in my mind
It's right over left
(it's right over left)
I'm rapping
Tapping into past times
Listening to Shady diss Mariah over bagpipes
Playing Tony Hawk as he hits half-pipes
Now the only fun is drinking
myself I'm my own worst enemy
I feel I ain't shit
I've been hoping and dreaming to be a success
See how the other half live
Ay
Tryna be better I wanna be
Who that in my eyes some Clampett eaten away by fungi
Another virus disease, at ease, quick to lead a strike against Haiti
When half your army in
that
You had to get woken up
By a huge backslap
To the face by a case of the drowsies
Feeling lousy and pouty
Because now you're all crossed up
Uh, woo, you see
I go by the name of Kan the Louis Vuitton Don
I'm with my home girl
Who need to hook me up
With some of her home girls (don't
My cup runneth over with pinot grigio, hold up
You bogus in the lambo if you ain't lifting the door up
You bogus poppin' pills if you ain't pickin
a Glock, real
Goofy by my hip
I don't even know your name
Walked over here and sit
I use to move the packs
I use to move the dough
I use to flip them pints
(CHORUS):
Mind over matter
You really don’t matter
I’m King of Nazer
Blessings to the latter
Time isn’t real I see success I see disaster
Look into
Your bitch came to my house to
Get fucked by my roster
My team homie, Peewee put me on it, yeah
These niggas don't want no problems, yeah
I can see it in
downing most this liquor
Half pints or pitchers don't matter long as I'm lit up
Zip up my hoodie cuz it's cold outside
Searching for reason why I'm weeping
of eligible young people
Standing amongst the crowd of adolescents
Struck by the nauseating mix
Of perfume and aftershave i look around
Still half expecting
and all the talking
Ooo you made me pull the chopper
Drive-by or body
It's doesn't really matter
Trust me You gettin handled
Regardless of the matter
I
showin' off That ain't even half of it, rollin' with my dawg
I'ma really spazz something
I'm rollin' with my dawg, no matter how they roll Her name pop
torn in half over some silly bet
Taped back together and then they tossed me
In the case of a beggin' Cajun fiddler player
On Bourbon Street
Some
Too preoccupied with shit that doesn't matter
Never mattered at all
Been Too preoccupied with shit that doesn't matter
Never mattered at all
Been Too
Double-headed voices from the eagle on the staff
The pyramid where eyes will split the spirited in half
Divided over money
Delighted by the dummyin' down
would smile
No matter what the struggle
I would push
In the end I know it's all worth while
Life too short for all that stressing shit
I say that all
start savin this money so it can stack right
Try a get rid of my stress im coppin half pints
I started thinking bout the opps thats who yall act like
on the next dimension
My flow is co-hension, you'll be startled
Stumbled into my lab half-drunk
Honey-dipped, stinkin' blunts
Smellin' like I ran over
I met him at the fishing hole
But old Dillon wasn't toting his half pint of tin hide
His roll your own tobacco string was a-hanging from his pocket
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