Feel like time is moving so fast
But ain't shit changin'
My people still wanna lay out
Chasin' ass
With empty pockets, complainin'
Then you roll up in your car that you can't pay for
Bills due but you act like they ain't there
Wanna live your best life without lifting a finger
Unless it's turnin' up that song on the radio
That justifies the way you live, like
Smoke it up, Drank
F*ck bitches, party, party all day
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Smoke it up, Drank
Poppin' pillies til ya, til ya, can't think
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Smoke it up, Drank
Section 8, still can't pay
Tired of all the prayin'
I just wanna see change
I don't understand in 2019
Why people buy more shoes than
Invest in their dreams
And by the time you hit age sixty
You mad at people living freely
And you still living paycheck to paycheck
Wonderin' why me
Everybody got circumstances that they can't control
But it's all about perception babe
Is your glass half empty or half full
Are you gon' let it eat you up?
Or are you gonna keep your cool?
You can do something different
Or just keep doing what folks expect you to do
This ain't a diss to the black man
That ain't what this is
This is a diss all the lazy good for nothins
I'm tired of going back to my hood
And seeing no progression
You say you too broke but
You ain't doing shit about it, just
Smoke it up, Drank
F*ck bitches, party, party all day
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Smoke it up, Drank
Poppin' pillies til ya, til ya can't think
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Smoke it up, Drank
Section 8, still can't pay
Tired of all the prayin'
I just wanna see change
I just wanna see change
Tired of all the prayin'
I just wanna see change