ZC3 - What I Been On Lyrics

Can't sleep but I still smoke plenty
Baby come n sip this Henny
People there's too damn many
Wake up go hit Denny's
And walk outside to a beautiful day
I been learning bout life in a beautiful way
Beers on ice and some bleezys to blaze
I don't know y'all but you're welcome to stay
I ain't worried bout tomorrow I'm just livin today
Instead of trippin' bout the bills just get the money and pay
Life works out in the funniest ways
Making music for the music not the money and plays aye
Roll that weed get high
Baby I'm just tryna catch a vibe
Smoke n listen to the tide
Man I'm living my best life
I ain't tripping bout my likes
I ain't trippin bout the gram
I ain't trippin bout a wife I just kick it with the fam
I been living how I like saying I don't give a damn
Love it when I'm on the mic cause it remind me who I am
Try to do it like I do in the song
But every time we get to talkin I keep doing it wrong
Go and hit the lab know I'm packing the bong
You don't even know what I been on

You don't even know what I been on
You finally noticed
You finally noticed yeah yeah
You don't even know what I been on
You finally noticed

You finally noticed that I finally know shit
You hang with ya old crew driving a focus
Same as the old you pretty and hopeless
But never hold back
Live once never go back
Big blunts burnin n I'm wearing all black
Blue moon sipping only drink it on tap
The new tunes blah blah it's all crap
The new dudes trippin sayin that I can't rap
But now they all pay just to get me on the track
But I'm playing it cool
Why you been hating on me should've been hating on you
Turnin 22 and I know what imma do
But you still going to school not sure if you'll make it thru
But ya parents cut the check when the tuition is due
You'd maybe have respect if you knew what I'm going thru
Lil baby in a jet land n go n hit the pool
While I been workin on the rent so I can fuckin make it too
And I know that I gotta work
I know that I gotta grow up
Drinking only makes it worse
Put that shit down n go roll up
They all like Zack what's the password
Make people feel good with some bad words
Chillin at the crib kicking back getting plastered
Wanna go n rap homie gotta spit faster
Rollin down the corridor chillin at the corner store
Cop a couple a 40s drink 'em on the way to Mordor
Smoke and I be floating wonder what the fuck the floor is for
Wallet feelin' broken laugh it off n fuckin order more
Wishin I was flexin in a Tesla but I'm not
Just living out in Texas and this shit been getting hot
Music keep me going swear that I could never stop
Imma do it till the day I fuckin drop

You don't even know what I been on
You finally noticed
You finally noticed yeah yeah