Silly Rabbit

Funkadelic, with the trip of a new potion

I smack bitches silly if they don't know shit

Walk in restaurants, flaunting all my cash

That's 12 dollars and a little piece of hash

I look at bud shit, I'm a guy too

All because I made a few love songs don't mean I'm perfect, boo

Smoke herb 'till I forget stress

I'll smoke you next, if it soothes my chest

I cheated through school, yeah I admit it

Fuck a damn D and all my other critics

I don't wake and bake, I bake and wake

Cause I get so high, that I levitate

Into an O.B.E. and smoke more weed

Wake up, blow, eat, and go back to sleep

See I just did that, so don't mind the lazy flow

Let me wake up for the second verse

Where the fuck my dro?

Wake up, wake up - Not the first of the month

I just bake up, bake up, cause we steady rollin' blunts

No routines for me, I'm to kwel for that

Fuck your music preference if you don't feel my raps

I'm wakin' in spirit they tell me to hear it but I can't bear no more

So who did believe it when I'm on the beat they tell me to air so cold

Bouncin' a ball bent around the court

Well now, tryna grind now

Enterprise, cause they don't make profit

Well, suck my dick or kill me cause I ain't gon' stop

Tricks played hits made and who gets paid?

Who bang to the noise of the beat, per se?

Stickin' my finger inside of your brain

So you can feel the touch

I'm sick of the few, rid of the fool

Give you a sincerely, and please do not fear me

Life's already eerie, very strange and nearly

Predictable. See I don't believe in miracles, pitiful

Your God is hypocritical, cause I only live by my bud

Found my happiness, y'all live controlled they shook