VERSE 1+++

i wake with the morning snake quarter to 8
my girl starts late so we fornicate for the sake
break the fast with a glass full of H.
2 0s in it to hydrate my mind state

then i take my seat and i wait for my break
while my girl’s waiting tables with 40 orders to take.
i’m on the 40th take. EP’s a week late
and 3 days away from release date.

stress on my chest. life is a mess.
kinda like my desk. might be depressed.
might be the best bet to accept that might never get
any better death gonna definitely get you

down if you let it. but forget it’s in inevitable.
gotta get it how you get it gotta be logical
with it. cut the bullshit take a breathe.
i still got a couple breaths left.


but i can’t breathe. cause i can’t conceive.
being R.I.Ped on your I.G feed.
now i can’t sleep can’t keep calm, keep on
hearing that fucking chia song la freak. (FREAK OUT)

got dreams of palm trees in the mapdieves.
then i wake up passed out in the parsley
heart beat sounding like a trance beat. dance feet
don’t wanna make another home brew last week

but the last week been a hard one
last years been a harsh one. could’ve been my last one
but it’s sunny today
and plus i got a son on the way. so hey

i could either blow my brain out like cobaine
or i could blow the pain out like coltraine.
it ain’t nothing really though, same old day
ok. but if i had it all my own way. then i’d be sitting pool side.

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HOOK***
pool side.
deck chair.
blue sky.
fresh air.

then i wake up in my

bedroom.
on a wednesday.
rents due.
trynna get paid.

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VERSE 2+++

No time to stare at the ceiling
Running late on my second day
Getting paid washing dinner plates
Down time seems so appealing
12 hour shifts with an hour off
Lived my whole life without a boss

And now its yes sir no sir three bags full
Move that there heat that up keep that cool
Go get a bucket of bleech and wash that wall
Get right up under the sink get down on all fours if you need to

Man this aint no place for me
6ft samoan 105kg
trying to squeeze my arse under the bench to clear the drain before i hear the head chef yelling my name like

Why the fuck aint this plate clean,
Bruv i washed about 100 in the last 15 and plus im under here trying to get this fixed
Man tell that other mafucka go and do that shit, shit.

Nah let me get that boss man rewashed the plate burn my hand on a hot pan damn
Hands cramping up cant hold the scrubber
Should of wore the gloves cant pull the fucking plug up

No wonder all these dudes chain smoking shit I'd do the same but i hate smoking but i can relate cant wait for my break lock myself in my room spend a day floating cause

This shit'll make a sane man crazy
Diving throug the waves in my day dreams daily
But then i sbap back to the kitchen
Knee deep in dishes wishing i was somewhere sitting poolside
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BRIDGE
and it's bin a long day.
working 8 days a week.
all i wanna do is break down give up and die
maybe then i'll get some sleep

i wanna be poolside.
this ain't no place for me.
but i gotta get some money
cause i'm so YGB.