Oh Brother Not Again! ft. Adam Wilson Lyrics

Don't get embarrassed

Settling for less is not the plan

Higher than the sky on top the planet

Flying through the clouds on my ambitions

Never take a day off I ain't Ferris

Need to get some rest can't seem to manage

I never took a pill I'm not supposed to

In a long time it did some damage

Made a long way on top of the building

Flail all day to make a killing

Rushing past third I never listen

Have a hard time to pay attention

Don't get it twisted

That's the plug's money that ain't your money

Smoke a whole Wood with a deposit

Getting educated I don't need college

Uh

Posted up on that block that block

Got a couple pills in this sock this sock

And they asking me if they fake

Well fent comes cheaper than ye

Got me blowing lines of snow faster than they can plow that shit

Heavy brow looking down on these fucked up kids

Looking up to the light it ain't always that's way

When you're down in the pits you get artificial bliss

And they always gotta say that they care for me

They always gotta say that they scared for me

But when I begged for help

In my songs and actions

Almost none of you mother fuckers were there for me

Bur it's over now

Fuck coke fuck fent this a green house

I used to be angry but I took the peace route

Tell those shitty rappers in my DM's peace out

I got some weed and a mic I don't need clout

Match our fans it'll never be a close count

Been two months It started feeling like a ghost town

Left the stu run an errand gotta blow down

And the people in my corner really know now

I ain't never write a lie into a song huh

Fake rapping pay taxes on your own bruh

Write fashion start asking what's the hold up

Little baggie on me asking me to show love

Shawty bad and she texting me to pull up

Hit the booth late at night at apartment

Smoke a blunt write a song

Shit I don't miss

Then it's good when I shoot cause the power stance

In the corner of the club I don't wanna dance

Cause even if I make it out I'm a busy man

I've got hella plans

When I break know I never use a kickstand

Wok heads leaning slow on a kickstand

Pedaling not the way that you expect right

I don't plug but I bust serves in the night

All punk but the outfit is in full white

I'd do a stage dive if it wasn't for the spikes

Kill a show go home and hit a spliff

She chill

Me and my ho gonna get that bitch

Pass her the weed she give consent

Kill a flow a ho a game like is what it is

And if it isn't then it better be better brotha

Weather's hot in the summer sucking up all my better lovin

My woman never hungry she very humble

But smoke a ton bro

I never fumble