[Verse 1]
Every second of the day my minds enveloped in this music,
Seconds become minutes, minutes becomes hours,
I'm just trying to live through it, live with it, live from it,
Whoever knew this would take over my life must have been a fucken genius,

I'm not a star, I'm not a faker, I'm hoping for more but becoming weaker,
Not paying attention to what y'all are saying, I bleed for this chance so it ain't escaping,
I'm fading away, no reason to stay, you haters are nothing, should be very ashamed,
They say I'm diranged, no I'm insane, they can't see me 'cause they always evade,

My girl is afraid that I'm playing a game, 'cause I'm never around and I'm always on stage,
Always with bitches but never the same, when I come home there's always a stain,
Pussy juice all over my jeans, 'cause all these hoes keep grinding on me,
Thinking they can have everything, but this is real life not a fucken dream,

I drink straight whiskey not a mixed drink, I am original fuck what you think,
I do what I want and I say what I mean, Always the same script but different scenes,
(Uhh) Interviews are like confessions,
get the fuck up out my dressing room, Confusing me with questions like:

[Hook]
Do you love this shit? Are you high right now?
Do you ever get nervous? Are you single?
I heard you fucked your girl, is it true? You gettin' money?
You think them niggahs you with is with you?

And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah,
Fucken right, fucken right, alright,
And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah,
Fucken right, fucken right, alright,

[Verse 2]
Another year passes by, Another piece of me died inside,
I haven't slept in days, no such thing as goodnight,
But I keep a smile on my face, When it leaves they ask, "Are you alright?"
I say hell yeah, and fucken right,

All my morals have faded, I'm smashin' and skatin', I'm leain' 'em prayin',
But God never answers and neither does Satan, I don't have much money so my bitches are payin',
If you don't like it then there is the door, it's ok I've been left before,
No feeling involved, no love anymore, the promise is dropped, no trust anymore,

(Uhh) It's like everyday's a repeat of the last, Go to school,
but don't go to class, you do the math, Don't listen to bullshit my headphones on blast,
You're words are straight garbage so dispose in the trash, Don't have a job, no way to get cash, except to,
Slang all them drugs, slang all them pills, dealin's not a passion it's just for the thrill,

The hater's keep hating cause my words are real, Apparently,
Rapping like this get's you a deal, but I'm just bored and this isn't skill,
(Uhh, Yeah) Interviews are like confessions,
Get the fuck up out my dressing room confusing me with questions like:

[Hook]
Do you love this shit? Are you high right now?
Do you ever get nervous? Are you single?
I heard you fucked your girl, is it true? You gettin' money?
You think them niggahs you with is with you?

And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah,
Fucken right, fucken right, alright,
And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah,
Fucken right, damn right, alright,

[Outro]
And I say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah,
Fucken right, fucken right, alright,
And we say hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah,
Fucken right, damn right, alright,