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