Scripture made me listen but I'm different kind of gifted and I'm lifted
I'm seeing through the smoke while you're shifting
I'm cooking every day up in the kitchen quit your Bitchin
Set my 808s on fire my computer started glitching
Seven days aint enough in the week
I might be going crazy but I do my thing on the beat
It's hard to be amazing but you know I'm willing to see
Part of being great is knowing that you're living the dream
What in the f*ck do you think that this is
You think it's a game
I swear to God that I live for this shit
Why would I do this for fame
Quit testing your luck that is not with this is
We are so not the same
What in the f*ck do you think that this is
Its ink on the pad to cope with the pain
20 something 20 somethings now I'm feeling old
Back to school the old dirt road
I've been constantly grinding
And now I am finding
My soul that's been hiding
No chains on but I am still shining
Now I'm sitting pretty sand in my toes
Been at it since the beginning I couldn't leave it alone
And we can't go on home the addictions too strong
Dreams since 05 work since 09 shit's taking too long
Working hard every day I'm talking Steve Jobs
It's the bottom of the ninth I'm bout to hit the bong
Talking to myself like there's nothing wrong
I've been missing out on class just to write a couple songs
Goddamnit I've been feeling myself
Understanding my story
I've been meaning to tell counting up my blessings put your pennies in the well
And allowing all my lessons from detention to keep me out of hell
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Working 9 to 5 just to find another potion
Not queasy but I'm sick from the commotion
It's never easy but I beat it without emotion
Never get it twisted just cause I'm a little different I'mma pitch and you won't hit it
Better listen when I'm spitting
I'm a hit you with a mention
I'm a leap through competition
Flying through the extra distance just to get a new addition
It's a new day new week new month
New face feeling great now that I am done with fronts
I would love to take a Xan and to face a blunt
But I'm finding clarity as wade William
This is going to prove that you can't hold me down
I'm turning all of you posers into birthday clowns
I had to go 90 days all sober
And now that I'm done it is all over
I used to be in a slipknot but I'm not from Des Moines's
Now I'm like Khalifa on nerd street with the boys putting in the work after I get off work
Then I'm headed to the studio to put in more work work
All that I know
Every damn day my pride and my mind grow
I'm ripping out the stitches of every wound that I sewed
To give you all a show of my blood as it flows
What in the f*ck do you think if this is
You think it's a game
I swear to God that I live for this shit
Why would I do this for fame
Quit testing your luck that is not with this is
We are so not the same
What in the f*ck do you think that This is
It's ink on the pad. Cope with the pain
F*ck a co-sign I don't even clean my clothes right
I've been working all night just to make my soul shine
6 AM to 3 AM work, hustle, and the music is the way I am
Dreaming of the screaming non believers who believe in everything
They shouldn't because their parents couldn't F*ckin see it
Because they would be trashed ODied asleep gambling at the boat or in Sin City
I done learned my lesson through home detention thank them for creating this con magician
It's hard to be a nominee for a politician
Not up to me but I'll be screaming trying to make a difference
In my best interest out test leverage
But I socialize best with the cold beverage
The way to be stay happy
Drink water lift weights where dad jeans
I'm a mad fean on a bad beat flyer than the boys on backstreet
And higher than the court but don't ask me
Sippin and I'm rippin and I'm Tippin in for 10%
Mind in the attic but he body in the basement
Shhhhh can you hear him
He normally stay quiet with his bottle of Jim Beam
But then he sent trees to every dreamer in need
Of inspiring before suicide gets thee and ew we do we need new trees that dude he knew me
I think his name was CDUB
I think his name is C D U B
Wade Will - WTF Lyrics
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Scripture made me listen but I'm different kind of gifted and I'm lifted
I'm seeing through the smoke while you're shifting
I'm cooking every day up in the kitchen quit your Bitchin
Set my 808s on fire my computer started glitching
Seven days aint enough in the week
I might be going crazy but I do my thing on the beat
It's hard to be amazing but you know I'm willing to see
Part of being great is knowing that you're living the dream
What in the f*ck do you think that this is
You think it's a game
I swear to God that I live for this shit
Why would I do this for fame
Quit testing your luck that is not with this is
We are so not the same
What in the f*ck do you think that this is
Its ink on the pad to cope with the pain
20 something 20 somethings now I'm feeling old
Back to school the old dirt road
I've been constantly grinding
And now I am finding
My soul that's been hiding
No chains on but I am still shining
Now I'm sitting pretty sand in my toes
Been at it since the beginning I couldn't leave it alone
And we can't go on home the addictions too strong
Dreams since 05 work since 09 shit's taking too long
Working hard every day I'm talking Steve Jobs
It's the bottom of the ninth I'm bout to hit the bong
Talking to myself like there's nothing wrong
I've been missing out on class just to write a couple songs
Goddamnit I've been feeling myself
Understanding my story
I've been meaning to tell counting up my blessings put your pennies in the well
And allowing all my lessons from detention to keep me out of hell
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Working 9 to 5 just to find another potion
Not queasy but I'm sick from the commotion
It's never easy but I beat it without emotion
Never get it twisted just cause I'm a little different I'mma pitch and you won't hit it
Better listen when I'm spitting
I'm a hit you with a mention
I'm a leap through competition
Flying through the extra distance just to get a new addition
It's a new day new week new month
New face feeling great now that I am done with fronts
I would love to take a Xan and to face a blunt
But I'm finding clarity as wade William
This is going to prove that you can't hold me down
I'm turning all of you posers into birthday clowns
I had to go 90 days all sober
And now that I'm done it is all over
I used to be in a slipknot but I'm not from Des Moines's
Now I'm like Khalifa on nerd street with the boys putting in the work after I get off work
Then I'm headed to the studio to put in more work work
All that I know
Every damn day my pride and my mind grow
I'm ripping out the stitches of every wound that I sewed
To give you all a show of my blood as it flows
What in the f*ck do you think if this is
You think it's a game
I swear to God that I live for this shit
Why would I do this for fame
Quit testing your luck that is not with this is
We are so not the same
What in the f*ck do you think that This is
It's ink on the pad. Cope with the pain
F*ck a co-sign I don't even clean my clothes right
I've been working all night just to make my soul shine
6 AM to 3 AM work, hustle, and the music is the way I am
Dreaming of the screaming non believers who believe in everything
They shouldn't because their parents couldn't F*ckin see it
Because they would be trashed ODied asleep gambling at the boat or in Sin City
I done learned my lesson through home detention thank them for creating this con magician
It's hard to be a nominee for a politician
Not up to me but I'll be screaming trying to make a difference
In my best interest out test leverage
But I socialize best with the cold beverage
The way to be stay happy
Drink water lift weights where dad jeans
I'm a mad fean on a bad beat flyer than the boys on backstreet
And higher than the court but don't ask me
Sippin and I'm rippin and I'm Tippin in for 10%
Mind in the attic but he body in the basement
Shhhhh can you hear him
He normally stay quiet with his bottle of Jim Beam
But then he sent trees to every dreamer in need
Of inspiring before suicide gets thee and ew we do we need new trees that dude he knew me
I think his name was CDUB
I think his name is C D U B
I'm seeing through the smoke while you're shifting
I'm cooking every day up in the kitchen quit your Bitchin
Set my 808s on fire my computer started glitching
Seven days aint enough in the week
I might be going crazy but I do my thing on the beat
It's hard to be amazing but you know I'm willing to see
Part of being great is knowing that you're living the dream
What in the f*ck do you think that this is
You think it's a game
I swear to God that I live for this shit
Why would I do this for fame
Quit testing your luck that is not with this is
We are so not the same
What in the f*ck do you think that this is
Its ink on the pad to cope with the pain
20 something 20 somethings now I'm feeling old
Back to school the old dirt road
I've been constantly grinding
And now I am finding
My soul that's been hiding
No chains on but I am still shining
Now I'm sitting pretty sand in my toes
Been at it since the beginning I couldn't leave it alone
And we can't go on home the addictions too strong
Dreams since 05 work since 09 shit's taking too long
Working hard every day I'm talking Steve Jobs
It's the bottom of the ninth I'm bout to hit the bong
Talking to myself like there's nothing wrong
I've been missing out on class just to write a couple songs
Goddamnit I've been feeling myself
Understanding my story
I've been meaning to tell counting up my blessings put your pennies in the well
And allowing all my lessons from detention to keep me out of hell
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
Working 9 to 5 just to find another potion
Not queasy but I'm sick from the commotion
It's never easy but I beat it without emotion
Never get it twisted just cause I'm a little different I'mma pitch and you won't hit it
Better listen when I'm spitting
I'm a hit you with a mention
I'm a leap through competition
Flying through the extra distance just to get a new addition
It's a new day new week new month
New face feeling great now that I am done with fronts
I would love to take a Xan and to face a blunt
But I'm finding clarity as wade William
This is going to prove that you can't hold me down
I'm turning all of you posers into birthday clowns
I had to go 90 days all sober
And now that I'm done it is all over
I used to be in a slipknot but I'm not from Des Moines's
Now I'm like Khalifa on nerd street with the boys putting in the work after I get off work
Then I'm headed to the studio to put in more work work
All that I know
Every damn day my pride and my mind grow
I'm ripping out the stitches of every wound that I sewed
To give you all a show of my blood as it flows
What in the f*ck do you think if this is
You think it's a game
I swear to God that I live for this shit
Why would I do this for fame
Quit testing your luck that is not with this is
We are so not the same
What in the f*ck do you think that This is
It's ink on the pad. Cope with the pain
F*ck a co-sign I don't even clean my clothes right
I've been working all night just to make my soul shine
6 AM to 3 AM work, hustle, and the music is the way I am
Dreaming of the screaming non believers who believe in everything
They shouldn't because their parents couldn't F*ckin see it
Because they would be trashed ODied asleep gambling at the boat or in Sin City
I done learned my lesson through home detention thank them for creating this con magician
It's hard to be a nominee for a politician
Not up to me but I'll be screaming trying to make a difference
In my best interest out test leverage
But I socialize best with the cold beverage
The way to be stay happy
Drink water lift weights where dad jeans
I'm a mad fean on a bad beat flyer than the boys on backstreet
And higher than the court but don't ask me
Sippin and I'm rippin and I'm Tippin in for 10%
Mind in the attic but he body in the basement
Shhhhh can you hear him
He normally stay quiet with his bottle of Jim Beam
But then he sent trees to every dreamer in need
Of inspiring before suicide gets thee and ew we do we need new trees that dude he knew me
I think his name was CDUB
I think his name is C D U B
Writer: Wade Walker
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