Cunningh4m - OTR
I feel like my closest friends can be the most distantI feel like I got some gems but they don't listen
If I ever had a chance I feel I done missed it
Sometimes I feel I won't be missed if I go missing
When I ain't making music feel so much different
Want prescription... Drugs, I shouldn't give in
But stress can be a prison. Shit, so can addiction
Definitely not a win-win, but I ain't bout to lose
I'm guarding my life with all of my mite
I'm trying to get right
Slave away days so I can hustle at night
Got no wick, BIC, or sticks bitch how the fuck I'm gone ignite?
And what the fuck do I look like?
Putting on a front for motherfuckers I don't like
I smoke joints and keep it blunt
Love beer prolly drink too much
So high that I can't see no up
Rollin up another one riding
9 clouds and climbing
Through the window they spying
I don't try to hide it
I'm just on the road getting high as fuck
I'm just on the road getting high as fuck
I'm just on the road getting high as fuck
Thinking too much
I feel like she keep on passing me by
I'm living life on the Pharcyde
Welcome to our side
Shit aint go down right
You try to correct it but just can't turn it around right
Just try not to drown, right
Keep my head up
I'm tired of trying to float. I want a boat
With a dock and some rocks
Little pocket by the coast
Need some money in the stocks
More investments on the low
Tired of working for other people
Constantly re-escaping the evil
You probably a slave to your ego
You probably a slave to what's legal
I'm flying right into the future like Lenny's eagle
First car was a regal
In 00 an 88. 30 day Ohio plates
Trying to reach a better state
I'm still on it
I'm still rolling
Rollin up another one riding
9 clouds and climbing
Through the window they spying
I don't try to hide it
I'm just on the road getting high as fuck
I'm just on the road getting high as fuck
I'm just on the road getting high as fuck
Thinking too much
Written by:
Robert Cunningham
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