Social Club Misfits - Benjamin Trillington (Pug Life Remix) lyrics

[Intro] Do me a favor Stop leaving your kids in the car And then, and then shopping That's bad parenting It's not a good look [Verse 1: Martymar] Feel like Johnny Cash in that all black Told my friends and they all laughed I wrote, "Be Yourself", in the hallway Spray painted in all caps Cut myself and I still bleed Religious people don't feel me We got nominated for some award But I don't wanna change cause I'm still me and I'm livin' life I got no room for the old me I went to Brooklyn, got no sleep We don't pop mollies and smoke weed Can we dim the lights? Recordin' emo songs over trap beats They sendin' shots pointed at me But I'm duckin' them like I'm Ali, cause I'm in the fight We don't look at rappers for inspiration I can't relate to what you saying I been this way and I'm never changing It's Social Club Wu-Tang, Dipset, and you mix it up The misfits know that we live and love And we keep going, never giving up Cause we been trill [Hook] Livin' that life, livin' that life, livin' that life Homie I've been trill Livin' that life, livin' that life, livin' that life Yeah, I've been trill Livin' that life, livin' that life, livin' that life Homie I've been trill Livin' that life, livin' that life, livin' that life I've been trill [Verse 2: F.E.R.N.] Yeah, Santino home Got my son by my side and I feel a certain way about it So many flights now I'm ridin' no problem Ask Martymar how I talk to the pilots I talk to the stewardess she bring me my coffee Curb Your Enthusiasm got me laughin' Puerto Rican Larry David of rapping What happens is ya'll are not living your pa**ion You're living the life of another Wish you could die when you fumble You thinking game over, you stumbled But walking away from your faith Is no way to replace everything He's already done for you Dang, and I been trill Been sk**ed with that pencil still Been freestylin' for 15 years When I write it down, know it's been k**ed and I been trill No pressure, no gang signs, no hand gestures No competition, don't even measure Spittin' deeper than buried treasure And I been trill, know the truth hurts Got my high beams on in my new hearse Cause I just died, yeah, I still struggle Why I wrote it down in this new verse And I been trill, Benjamin Trillington Social Club boys in the buildin', bruh Tellin' ‘em God has a plan for they life And if you hate on that, I don't know what you living for New house, new car Got the same spouse with some new kids On my old block like my old pops When we first came to the U.S., cause I been trill [Hook]