most days i don't know where the day goes
just as long as my name's on the payroll
love every line of none of this shit
still rock a misfit mentality
hoping she ain't mad at me
still walk around this town with a chip on my shoulder
so i hit wingspan and take flight
pagliacci chasing a stage dive
never been the funny one of the bunch
working late nights till my papes right
and maybe they won't let me in the club with these shoes
but your girl looking at me like she got nothing to lose
so i'ma take it and run with it
maybe even have some fun with it
we ride till there's no rides left
we ride till there's no rides left
we ride till there's no rides left
we ride till there's no rides left
we ride till there's no rides left
we ride till there's no rides left
we ride till there's no rides left
we ride till there's no rides left
most days you won't catch me up before double digits
the sights that might come with it
but no limits is the policy whenever we rock
i'm like that winning lottery ticket that went through the wash
and i could use a big red ball in my backyard
memoirs of the aspiring rap star
money is like sand in the palm of my hand
i've got a whole fist full then it's gone