[INTRO]
Shit.. what time is it? Damn.. feel like I've been sleeping for years
Hey yo Mick, you in the bathroom? Hurry up dog, I'm trying to get in

[Verse 1 - Sonny Shotz]
I mean I'm twenty years old, but I feel like I'm eighty
Living so young, driving myself crazy
Waking up, baking up, simmer, simmer down
Light a blunt, blow the smoke, and pass the shit around
Ashtrays in the bathroom, the bars on the balcony
Windows up, the house smells like a felony
My Chuck Taylor habits got me spitting Converses
You looking over shoulders like, overalls and purses
Bad bitches went to school with me
But they, used to act too cool for me
Now it's, "Sonny this", and I wake up with another text
I don't love them, I might wake up with another ex
Fuck it!, I'm young, and I'm flying through walls
I'm eating my insanity, the remedy's my all
So, that's what I give it boy
You can check the facts
And if money talks a couple months
Than you can check my stacks

I'm good. This is breakfast talk
So I'm good. This is breakfast talk
So I'm good. Get your cereal
And pour the milk, uhh. Yeah
It's the Dean's List, boyyy