I'm like Batman in the Batmobile
Late night Gotham driving
I got to many feelings I feel
Why's it hard to get old
I got so many problems to deal
Figure that shit out tomorrow
Right now I gotta smoke out my sorrow
Drinking to much cause it fill up the hollow uh
Joker be that fiend
Uh
Skinny fiend
Praying on my downfall for a couple hits off of some weed
I just wanna seem esteemed
Hard work redeemed
I can't get there without struggles on my plate I will succeed
I will succeed
Why won't this feeling fade
10 years of this bullshit
You'd think that I finally find a way
Make this anxious void inside my gut a myth of yesterday
But I haven't got there yet still feel like on the first page
Boost
On the whip
Case I need to pull up quick
For some loud
Don't like crowds
That's why I smoke by myself
In the night
Don't fight crime
But I feel like dark knight
In my cape and all black fit you won't see me smoking my on spliff that's real type shit
Bitch
Night time be the new day time to me
Nocturnal eyes so dry they feel like they should bleed
I'm always working when everyone else is asleep, took that leap
The cards I've been dealt they just to elite
Gotta make something I can't sit backseat
Time is slowly wasting and my energy deplete
Laziness my enemy anxiety controlling me
I don't feel at home in my own bed
All I hear is get yo shit together
As if I don't got my mind made up what I wanna do
Why I have to sacrifice my happiness for food
I just wanna take pride in my money making fool
I quit my last job wasn't f*cking with them fake ass dudes
So I'm grinding out this music I can't chill and cool
I need paper
I need to live
I need to get my loot
What the f*ck are all these suits wanting us to do
I'm like Batman in the Batmobile
Late night Gotham driving
I got to many feelings I feel
Why's it hard to get old
I got so many problems to deal
Figure that shit out tomorrow
Right now I gotta smoke out my sorrow
Drinking to much cause it fill up the hollow uh
Joker be that fiend
Uh
Skinny fiend
Praying on my downfall for a couple hits off of some weed
I just wanna seem esteemed
Hard work redeemed
I can't get there without struggles on my plate I will succeed
I will succeed
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I'm like Batman in the Batmobile
Late night Gotham driving
I got to many feelings I feel
Why's it hard to get old
I got so many problems to deal
Figure that shit out tomorrow
Right now I gotta smoke out my sorrow
Drinking to much cause it fill up the hollow uh
Joker be that fiend
Uh
Skinny fiend
Praying on my downfall for a couple hits off of some weed
I just wanna seem esteemed
Hard work redeemed
I can't get there without struggles on my plate I will succeed
I will succeed
Why won't this feeling fade
10 years of this bullshit
You'd think that I finally find a way
Make this anxious void inside my gut a myth of yesterday
But I haven't got there yet still feel like on the first page
Boost
On the whip
Case I need to pull up quick
For some loud
Don't like crowds
That's why I smoke by myself
In the night
Don't fight crime
But I feel like dark knight
In my cape and all black fit you won't see me smoking my on spliff that's real type shit
Bitch
Night time be the new day time to me
Nocturnal eyes so dry they feel like they should bleed
I'm always working when everyone else is asleep, took that leap
The cards I've been dealt they just to elite
Gotta make something I can't sit backseat
Time is slowly wasting and my energy deplete
Laziness my enemy anxiety controlling me
I don't feel at home in my own bed
All I hear is get yo shit together
As if I don't got my mind made up what I wanna do
Why I have to sacrifice my happiness for food
I just wanna take pride in my money making fool
I quit my last job wasn't f*cking with them fake ass dudes
So I'm grinding out this music I can't chill and cool
I need paper
I need to live
I need to get my loot
What the f*ck are all these suits wanting us to do
I'm like Batman in the Batmobile
Late night Gotham driving
I got to many feelings I feel
Why's it hard to get old
I got so many problems to deal
Figure that shit out tomorrow
Right now I gotta smoke out my sorrow
Drinking to much cause it fill up the hollow uh
Joker be that fiend
Uh
Skinny fiend
Praying on my downfall for a couple hits off of some weed
I just wanna seem esteemed
Hard work redeemed
I can't get there without struggles on my plate I will succeed
I will succeed
Late night Gotham driving
I got to many feelings I feel
Why's it hard to get old
I got so many problems to deal
Figure that shit out tomorrow
Right now I gotta smoke out my sorrow
Drinking to much cause it fill up the hollow uh
Joker be that fiend
Uh
Skinny fiend
Praying on my downfall for a couple hits off of some weed
I just wanna seem esteemed
Hard work redeemed
I can't get there without struggles on my plate I will succeed
I will succeed
Why won't this feeling fade
10 years of this bullshit
You'd think that I finally find a way
Make this anxious void inside my gut a myth of yesterday
But I haven't got there yet still feel like on the first page
Boost
On the whip
Case I need to pull up quick
For some loud
Don't like crowds
That's why I smoke by myself
In the night
Don't fight crime
But I feel like dark knight
In my cape and all black fit you won't see me smoking my on spliff that's real type shit
Bitch
Night time be the new day time to me
Nocturnal eyes so dry they feel like they should bleed
I'm always working when everyone else is asleep, took that leap
The cards I've been dealt they just to elite
Gotta make something I can't sit backseat
Time is slowly wasting and my energy deplete
Laziness my enemy anxiety controlling me
I don't feel at home in my own bed
All I hear is get yo shit together
As if I don't got my mind made up what I wanna do
Why I have to sacrifice my happiness for food
I just wanna take pride in my money making fool
I quit my last job wasn't f*cking with them fake ass dudes
So I'm grinding out this music I can't chill and cool
I need paper
I need to live
I need to get my loot
What the f*ck are all these suits wanting us to do
I'm like Batman in the Batmobile
Late night Gotham driving
I got to many feelings I feel
Why's it hard to get old
I got so many problems to deal
Figure that shit out tomorrow
Right now I gotta smoke out my sorrow
Drinking to much cause it fill up the hollow uh
Joker be that fiend
Uh
Skinny fiend
Praying on my downfall for a couple hits off of some weed
I just wanna seem esteemed
Hard work redeemed
I can't get there without struggles on my plate I will succeed
I will succeed
Writer: Colby Whittaker
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