KennethWayne - No Rest

And I, And I, yeah, yeah
I got some beer-
Why I feel so blessed, but I'm waiting on checks
Nike checks on my shoes, like an Air Force vet
Watch me count out my blues, but I ain't there yet
Okay, boohoo, that's why I get no rest
Been working all day, get the hell out my way!
If I ain't getting paid
How the fuck I'm gonna flex?
Don't need new friends, I'm a down a whole bottle
I ain't meetin 'em tomorrow, you can give 'em my best!
Gonna pull up my pants, take it step by step
Watch me step to the left, can't do shit right
I'm a bad lil man when it hits around midnight
28 grams in a bag an it zipped tight
Money on demand when my tracks finally hit right
Want it real bad ever since I was a young Tyke
Listening to Marshal Mathers LP on a disc, right?
So I know I got it good, yeah I got it alright
Why I feel so blessed, but I'm waiting on checks
Nike checks on my shoes, like an Air Force vet
Watch me count out my blues, but I ain't there yet
Okay, boohoo, that's why I get no rest
Been working all day, get the hell out my way!
If I ain't getting paid
How the fuck I'm gonna flex?
Don't need new friends, I'm a down a whole bottle
I ain't meetin 'em tomorrow, you can give 'em my best!
Gonna pull up my pants, take it step by step
Watch me step to the left, can't do shit right
Gotta puff out my chest, in the Mariana Trench
Tryna' hold my breath, when I'm hittin' at night
It's her cheeks that I'm chasing
It's motivation
I need the bacon
I'm bad with the desperation, anticipating
Whether I should hit it or not
She likes it when I'm hot, and how I hit the G on the spot
Yeah, I sip whiskey on rocks
When I'm feeling good
Like I should
All alone at the spot
When I'm start spittin my verse, the party don't stop
Turning up the knobs for the drop
I don't keep track of my advances
I need a mansion
A couple cars and some bars, would be fantastic
I need to chill out, the views comin quick now
Damn this new bop got me dancing
I'm a bad lil man when it hits around midnight
28 grams in a bag an it zipped tight
Money on demand when my tracks finally hit right
Want it real bad ever since I was a young Tyke
Listening to Marshal Mathers LP on a disc, right?
So I know I got it good, yeah I got it alright
Why I feel so blessed, but I'm waiting on checks
Nike checks on my shoes, like an Air Force vet
Watch me count out my blues, but I ain't there yet
Okay, boohoo, that's why I get no rest
Been working all day, get the hell out my way!
If I ain't getting paid
How the fuck I'm gonna flex?
Don't need new friends, I'm a down a whole bottle
I ain't meetin 'em tomorrow, you can give 'em my best!
Gonna pull up my pants, take it step by step
Watch me step to the left, can't do shit right