Scarub - Get Out! lyrics

Want For Nothing... [VERSE 1] Curb side service, drop and go, no luggage checked Carry on earth's surface, got a stroll like I own this sh** I savvy travel, skid-addle, dabble a bit, then scramble Sally forward through allies, catty-corners, and tunnels Breaching zones, I reach and roam what's shown when TV's on A beast that feast upon, beats he's thrown, then speaks in poems Ease along the streets, my karma's peace, I'm on some reap what's sewn To each his own, performing songs with heat that leaves the speakers blown Another day at work, and yet I'm taking off A model citizen, that runway's my catwalk Front of the plan like a fighter pilot riding high Over head weather clear or cloudy, I be Mileage compiling while gliding to islands Sky is the limit, I'm frequently flying Test drive a plan, joy ride a jet Pa**ing through, what's popping, nice to drop in, just pit stopping City swapping often, like bar hopping, watch me screech on down your block and It ain't a option, Carpe Diem till I want for nothing Spinning the globe on the trigger finger, figure Get up and go, and adventure out the window When on the road pure ascension, watch a winner Balling or broke, new dimensions I will enter Stamps all over the pa**port, looking like a Nascar Orbiting the maps far reaches Surfing on sofas and couches in foreign hang-outs Crashing house parties on beaches No bikini lines, that's the naked truth Or martini lines, a selected few, somewhere out recluse No ceilings or blinds, heaven is our roof, or meaning of time No such thing as rules, No this ain't taught in schools Life is a journey and I am in root of it Intuitive movement for lucrative proceeds to propel my purpose for doing sh** Ingenuitive, just pa**ing through, don't trip, the world is turning, now what you gone do with it? Stroller to gurney, from cradle to grave yard shift Me, I fool with it, break all the rules and dip I just cruz and get in where I choose to fit [VERSE 2] Over oceans flying, coast to coast, I'm island skipping I'm just gliding far and wide and riding by on a jet engine Life's ambitions, so addicting, sky high, great heights I'm hitting when Blood, sweat and tears pays off when I collect and cash in them checks My balance like yoga pimping, hold my position, feel upliftment When reaching for the sun, moon, and stars, enjoy the stretch Over and out of your area, way out of reach, I'm in flight breaking barriers Made bounds and leaps through a mic and a stereo Hustle for keeps, on the grind till they bury me, got these... Gears turning, spinning wheels within wheels Midnight oil burning, working, birth ideas and then build them Invent, envisions, of me living, sprawled out where I please Wanting for nothing but the finer things for me and my children Work on the move, on a mission for loot, vagabond breaking through Grab the cash and vamoose Nothing to prove, I'm just dashing en route, with a plan to re-coup All the time I been doing this In lieu of just working in cubicles, choosing whats suitable, jerked in a cruel abyss My solution, to spit with a truth and roll, far as the future go All while pursuing bliss Gotta master fire first, before you forge steel Gotta make the tools, that make the tools, before you make the wheel Gotta like these simpletons, before you get my spiel Hate me now, thank me later player, eventually yo will Live in he future right out of a dream And I hustle, maneuver like I was a fiend Working the circuit for beans Circle the earth on a search for the finer of things Itching and money's like calamine cream Ain't no fiction, I'm hungry and journey for green While I'm under the radar my hustle unseen, on the run for the paper Want for nothing