Sam Cook - Illa J

Lookin' for the right situation, occupation, sick of wastin'

So much time no more waitin'

Losin' patients on the elevator

Tryna raise up my vibration

With the most high havin' a conversation

Workin' on a plan to get this paper

Now I’m faded

High off these vapors

Get these fuckin' bills paid

Sam Cookin' till the meals made

I wasn’t sleepin' and I still ain’t

Catch me creepin' when it’s real late

Catch me freakin' when it’s real late

Lookin' for the right type of deal

That’s really true

To my inner view

Not the kind where you ask me questions

But I’m askin' you

Just to speak the truth

Get these fuckin' bills paid

Sam Cookin' till the meals made

I wasn’t sleepin' and I still ain’t

Catch me creepin' when it’s real late

Catch me freakin' when it’s real late

Catch me creepin' in my spaceship

Ya, I’m talkin' bout my body

Ya, I’m talkin' metaphysics

Ya, I’m one of them space pimps

Pimpin' flows that’s my hobby

Gettin' dough that’s my hobby

Been a hustler since 8, 6

Since I came out my momma body

Tryna win this fuckin' lottery and win that sweepstakes, grip

Till I wake up in a Bugatti

And two Range Rovers behind me like

Get these fuckin' bills paid

Sam Cookin' till the meals made

I wasn’t sleepin' and I still ain’t

Catch me creepin' when it’s real late

Catch me freakin' when it’s real late

Get these fuckin' bills paid

Sam Cookin' till the meals made

I wasn’t sleepin' and I still ain’t

Catch me freakin' when it’s real late