Chef's Kiss

Stressing Smoking so much I can't get a breath in Living as if I could die any second If I hit the party wanna know where the keg is From these Blessings Rain on me in the form of the sess it Goes so well along with a beverage I find the escape so pleasant Cause I'm Stressing Smoking so much I can't get a breath in Living as if I could die any second If I hit the party wanna know where the keg is Goddammit they seeming like peasants Get scared when I enter you'd think that the feds in I just follow my heart I don't want no directions Ride in my head find it hard being present Every track chef's kiss Muah You can tell just by the look in her face that I've really been meaning the shit that I've Wrote Digging into these emotions and I know there's still so many stories to be told Tongue twisting with the off the temple simple penless raps Gotta make another tape no Zenimax Yeah been a fact that I'm motherfucking sick No one really give a shit though But dammit it's time to go change that Want the fifth to get rich, up the gang's racks I make back to back magic they make the same trash Miss chilling with homie we'd skate with a Zag Don't listen to myself I hate when I laugh Only feel great as my middle name when I rap Anxiety cause me to want to be one in the back Didn't realize it was that Hated my past, you can attest Babe I still love it whenever you shaking that ass Making it clap, dripping with sweat I'm acting brash Been at this since I was 16 so yeah, made a few tracks Just keep on hitting piff with the coffee to relax Really love the ritual in getting the weed wrapped Steeping my mind, illegal tea bags Pouring my soul and heart into these raps And always hearing them saying that he's trash Still ain't get the verse or the fee back Lazy motherfucker couldn't even give a little feedback Claim your real one you more like a tween brat I can tell that the whole game is a front And I am just simply not one that'll front So do not confuse me for any these punks Anomaly-like as if I am the one Catch a glimpse in the corner of eye, better run She know that I can't get enough, I'm in love with the cunt Can't get enough I'm in love with these drugs Can't get enough I'm in love with the -uh If you ask politely I may hook you up with the plug Stressing Smoking so much I can't get a breath in Living as if I could die any second If I hit the party wanna know where the keg is From these Blessings Rain on me in the form of the sess it Goes so well along with a beverage I find the escape so pleasant Cause I'm Stressing Smoking so much I can't get a breath in Living as if I could die any second If I hit the party wanna know where the keg is Goddammit they seeming like peasants Get scared when I enter you'd think that the feds in I just follow my heart I don't want no directions Ride in my head find it hard being present Every track chef's kiss Muah