If I start rambling, dont mind me I might get off track, but who doesnt I love rap music, but I hate the fake lifestyle And usually come to law with it So I choose not to part take it All the and just do what I do Ima write this write sometimes I over think Its not that serious I remind myself My creativity flows best When Im not concerned we try to make hits Its all f**ed up if you ask me When you want just to go platinum, No thank you, its obvious clearly That Im comfortable with myself And thats all that matters Im at the point in my life where Im cool in the external perks I just want my share And I can show you how to live to the fullest But you gotta follow me like Twitter This is not the group, it wont be sweet Hella hard boulevard not easy street Without rhyme or reason I do without love, I dont follow no sequence I do without love, I dont follow no sequence Without rhyme or reason I do without love, I dont follow no sequence Without rhyme or reason I do without love, I dont follow no sequence It feels so good to have my own style These other rappers should try it, they might like it They spend so much time copying trends They dont even know what its like to be themselves Or is it that they dont like theyself Maybe you aint have none But maybe they would love you more Until you actually try you can never be sure I know, back cause your reality is not so gorgeous The ugly truth, that you aint got the heart to face it You would lie, money, food, music I score points like and win trophies Having fun with it, no hate You should be concerned with yours Cause my life is awesome Im very successful, I might take a little time off out in the Tropic Sip drinks, laugh and get tanned Without rhyme or reason I do without love, I dont follow no sequence I do without love, I dont follow no sequence Without rhyme or reason I do without love, I dont follow no sequence Without rhyme or reason I do without love, I dont follow no sequence Without rhyme or reason I do without love, I dont follow no sequence.