Rent Money - Oncue

Man, fuck depression

Yeah, I said fuck depression

After that, started finnessin'

Smoking, drinking, keep the stressin' away, away

All my sessions like confession

Hardly ever learned my lesson

But I always keep reppin' my state, my state

Nothing else to lose, nothing else to prove

Lost it all, got it back, bout to do this all again

Ay, you should see this view, how they switch they tone?

Me and her, haven’t talked but fuck it imma hit her friend like who know?

I deserve this shit I’m real as shit until the mood blown

Yeah you heard the kid, I work the biz til pockets sumo

I been schemin', I been plottin', yeah I’m next, I’m too close

I like drinking, why you pour that bourbon for me too slow

Let’s be honest, I’m like Hov and Death Cab in a blender

Mixed a lil Yeezy, I should

Got the hoes tweakin' like that one guy that’s in Panda

I been drunk all weekend, damn I been on a bender

Oh not this again, I been on 10

Shit don’t make sense, how I’m blowing through this rent I said

Oh not this again, getting hella bent

Got whiskey on my shirt, and my landlord, he a jerk

There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay

There go my rent money, bye, bye, bye, bitch

There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay

There go my rent money, fuck my life

I think they know my name, and I never changed, no

This been in my veins, been engraved in my bones, hey

I don’t win no change, don’t play games with the hoes, no

In the studio, late night to get the dough, yeah

My bourbon, I mixed up, helps clear the picture

Pour me a river, I don’t need my liver

My momma in a home now, I don’t got a home now

I just got a throne now, your boy up in the zone now

I been hitting notes and taking tokes since I was 6 years old

Lost control of sleeping, will I learn to let them demons go?

Since I these hoes bagging hoes is like a finger roll

Your name Captain, I don’t put shit on pedestals, damn

I just made a plan, all I did was stick to it, man

She a fan of 3AM, she want my dick to it

Got me reminiscing, all them days you wouldn’t listen

Dissing, shitting on me, now you get the vision so you kissing on me yeah

Oh not this again, I been on 10

Shit don’t make sense, how I’m blowing through this rent I said

Oh not this again, getting hella bent

Got whiskey on my shirt, and my landlord, he a jerk

There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay

There go my rent money, bye, bye, bye, bitch

There go my rent money, ya ya ya, ay

There go my rent money, fuck my life