Jake Hill - Welcome to my life. lyrics

I keep that creatine on my night stand And that cell phone in my right hand That Pokemon go hard enough I don't even need a god damn hype man I keep bleach wipes for my counter top Gotta keep it clean when I bring the thots All the b**hes scream when they see my co*k Cause it's small as f** and my nuts ain't dropped I go to sleep around 3 am and I gotta be at work around 1 pm I gotta pay the bills I can't be f**in around I don't be popping They pills they only bringing you down I really hate my ex it really f**s me up Its been like 3 months since I got a nut There's no b**hes in my sh**ty town Got me lookin on that tinder but ain't none around I got that 38 on my hip but I got a permit Anybody breaking in they gonna be burning they gonna Wish they never met me cause my trigger finger heavy If you thinking about f**ing with me come on in ready I'll f** you up and put you in a coffin cause there ain't no stopping me Intervention, barret 50 cal is in my armory, 1v1 me you gon see who the Quick scope king is, head shot feeding f**in sick of Alabama I am leaving California on my mind I must be dreaming There ain't sh** to do here but go to the movies But I ain't got the money to go the movies 5 miles over the speed limit cause I ain't Tryna get no mother f**ing speed ticket I got a clean record and I wanna keep it that way I can watch Twilight part 2 all day Got a red bandana tied around my neck Cause team valor in this b**h gonna leave em dead You wanna f** with my gym gonna get the dirt Pikachu psyduck f** em up the worst My belt on my wait no tattoos on my face And I check on my puppies put food on their plate I shoot my gun only when I'm on the range and I Help out the homeless when they need some change I'm not h*mophobic don't care if you're gay Just don't put your dick near me and we'll be ok Talk sh** about me but that's ok cause when you See me in public got nothing to say f** what you're saying I don't give a f** about it Talk all the sh** you want I'll navigate around it Crossing out your name you don't deserve the recognition I don't got a lot of followers but you ain't even got sh** Anyways back to the story how I'm living I got pizza In the oven, I can smell it in the kitchen It ain't relevant to tell you but I might as well Because I love the pizza think about it 24/7 I don't believe in god, don't believe in a heaven If he was really real then what the f** was up with 9/11 Explain that give me true facts no bullsh** cause I'm sick of that I like bulldogs and I hate cats but I would never hurt a kitty I Ain't like that I like cereal and milk in the night time, fruit loops lucky charms It's the right time Yeah b*tchES WANNA ACT UP I GOT MY STACKS UP AND IM MASKED UP fu*k WITH ME GET BLASTED UP, YO b*tch TRYNA fu*k BUT I PASSED IT UP SHE A BROKE HOE SHE A GOLD DIGGER SLAP HER WITH THE DICK CALL ME HOE HITTER LIL PINECONE A COLD SPITTER MY CHAIN BIG IT COULD BE BIGGER BLOWING LOUD OUT THE FOREIGN COUPE MY SAFETY OFF AND I AINT SCARED TO SHOOT SEE ME IN YO HOOD AND YOU BETTER SALUTE DISRESPECT ME IMA STEP ON YOUR BOOTS YOU fu*kING WITH A KILLER RIGHT NOW WANNA TRY ME IMA PULL UP AT YO HOUSE IM PUSHING THE WORK, IM DOING THE DIRT A GRAND FOR A SHIRT AND THE MONEY COME FIRST Rolling up the weed I got some purple with no seed I bag it up and push the work and you ain't bout to get it cheap Trapping out the chevy lean has got me moving heavy Sipping on some Hennessy I keep the burner in the seat I keep some clips on me don't try me I'm sorry Don't conversate with me don't talk to police I'm popping a xanny take shots at you granny The SKS dropping em like yo girls panties