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Marcus McCauley - I Don't Wanna Do Anything. Lyrics



Marcus McCauley - I Don't Wanna Do Anything. Lyrics




Yo
Yo, yo, yo
Yo
Yo
Yo
Yo

I'm seeing motion everywhere I go, but staying posted like a sticky note
I know I'm not alone
Shit I don' opened up a can of worms, I'd laugh it off but y 'all ain't silly though
No this is not a joke
Stoned while I'm rolling papa was a rolling stone
Kicked a couple rocks and came home with stubbed toes
F*ck going out, I just wanna stay home
Or anywhere but everywhere anyone wants to roam
Mind heavy, paranoia, disorder
If you call me, speak foreign, they listening
F*ck hanging, not linking, I'm Benji, that's one hundred, don't worry, I'm busy
Self loathing, path guiding, my blindness
Don't follow, go lookin, you won't find him
He's too honest. Big moody, Ray Thomas
Not clubbing, just smoking while riding

Ride around, ride around, round, round
We could ride around, ride around, round, round
Ride around, ride around, round, round
We could ride around, ride around, round, round
Ride around, ride around, round, round
We should ride around, ride around, round, round
We should ride around, ride around, round, round
We could ride around, ride around, round, round

I'm seeing homies everywhere I go. I'm talking quoted, unquoted though
I know I'm not alone
See I don' opened up a can of beans, and if you know me you know what I mean
There ain't a lot of y 'all
Stoned while I'm grown, who'd a thought I'd grow stoned
Stoic when you see me everything in monotone
F*ck going out, I just wanna stay home
Or anywhere but everywhere, everybody be nosey
Mind racing, psychotic, still pacing
If you hear them, speak for me, don't listen
They don't know me, know of me. That's different
I'm too passive, start fire, no Strickland
Self doubting, still finding, my kindness
Don't follow, go looking, you won't find him
He's still hiding, big moody, Ray Thomas
Still vibin', still smoking, while riding

Ride around, ride around, round, round
We could ride around, ride around, round, round
Ride around, ride around, round, round
We could ride around, ride around, round, round
Ride around, ride around, round, round
We should ride around, ride around, round, round
We should ride around, ride around, round, round
We could ride around, ride around, round, round
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Yo
Yo, yo, yo
Yo
Yo
Yo
Yo

I'm seeing motion everywhere I go, but staying posted like a sticky note
I know I'm not alone
Shit I don' opened up a can of worms, I'd laugh it off but y 'all ain't silly though
No this is not a joke
Stoned while I'm rolling papa was a rolling stone
Kicked a couple rocks and came home with stubbed toes
F*ck going out, I just wanna stay home
Or anywhere but everywhere anyone wants to roam
Mind heavy, paranoia, disorder
If you call me, speak foreign, they listening
F*ck hanging, not linking, I'm Benji, that's one hundred, don't worry, I'm busy
Self loathing, path guiding, my blindness
Don't follow, go lookin, you won't find him
He's too honest. Big moody, Ray Thomas
Not clubbing, just smoking while riding

Ride around, ride around, round, round
We could ride around, ride around, round, round
Ride around, ride around, round, round
We could ride around, ride around, round, round
Ride around, ride around, round, round
We should ride around, ride around, round, round
We should ride around, ride around, round, round
We could ride around, ride around, round, round

I'm seeing homies everywhere I go. I'm talking quoted, unquoted though
I know I'm not alone
See I don' opened up a can of beans, and if you know me you know what I mean
There ain't a lot of y 'all
Stoned while I'm grown, who'd a thought I'd grow stoned
Stoic when you see me everything in monotone
F*ck going out, I just wanna stay home
Or anywhere but everywhere, everybody be nosey
Mind racing, psychotic, still pacing
If you hear them, speak for me, don't listen
They don't know me, know of me. That's different
I'm too passive, start fire, no Strickland
Self doubting, still finding, my kindness
Don't follow, go looking, you won't find him
He's still hiding, big moody, Ray Thomas
Still vibin', still smoking, while riding

Ride around, ride around, round, round
We could ride around, ride around, round, round
Ride around, ride around, round, round
We could ride around, ride around, round, round
Ride around, ride around, round, round
We should ride around, ride around, round, round
We should ride around, ride around, round, round
We could ride around, ride around, round, round
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Writer: Marcus Rauls Jr
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Marcus McCauley - I Don't Wanna Do Anything. Video
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Performed By: Marcus McCauley
Length: 3:16
Written by: Marcus Rauls Jr

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