Magoo - Uppit Off The Lounge

Getting sick of lies, quit acting like your something, cunt
I got no time for all these bumfucks
Was raised a way so never fazed to get my funds up
Keep my head low but still stand alltay when making star bucks (Cha ching)
I got the pace to make your mother shake and pass out
Yeah, you know Magoo, just make some space, he’s fucken sharp now
He’s got the virus, don’t get close or might get passed around
Fuck your buds, I’m from a place where PGR jus comes in vast amounts
This arsehole town, I’m sick of passin' ounce
Fed up with sitting contemplating what my life’s about
I’ve had enough of cunts that think they big but still at half a pound
You can ask my olders who gon' hold it when it comes around
Just smoked the greatest buds, I’m feeling like a lazy cunt
Still me and Johnny snatching bags to get his savings up
Thought you could reach us, think again, you’ll barely graze my nuts
Stupid bitch asking for paper, sad I’ll never pay a slut
Can’t take a piss without these cats giving me razor bumps
Of phedamines and angel dust, I tell them I don't take the stuff
Still pass the note, I’ll take a puff
Sitting slack in Seaning’s studio whilst counting bucks
Whilst getting bored of cunts
Don’t talk to us unless your prepped for war with us
I’m talking chings-chings, some big tings and some horny cunts
I'm talking loyal lads, so think twice what you’ll say to us
All it takes it one call, you’ll get run down by an 80 bus
And I’m not saying that I came from slums
My parents stuck together, done the hardest
Just so they could make some bucks
I didn’t have the world but mark my words I’ll take it, cunt
And any interference could lead to them and their mate's concussed
It's funny, all these dogs, they’re asking for a loan and stuff But also how they didn’t wanna know me before I made some bucks
And I been tippin' on toes ever since the bros got done
Every month I'm snapping sims and drowning cells to slow the cunts
When we were younger, swear the death wish got the most of us
Making potion mixes, candy flippin' all the potent stuff
They used to tell us slow down before death catches up
I used to tell 'em if you want to gamble, gamble cus
24/7 adding to the pot, no making bluffs
Hands full of aces, I could take it but I’ll play it calm
You're playing all in, so I'm calling then I’ll take your arm
I'm just getting warm, I could chop it more but I can’t be fucked