paroles de chanson House Shows - Greaseball

My poor decisions out here writing checks for me
Telenovelas about to be the death of me
Came to test your might and found out it's a test of speed
They said it ain't so black and white
Well, tell that to the referee

Self-control been decent for a trash can
Shit, I'm trying to get more rich than Batman

When I was coasting off a zone like one a month at least
It wasn't sweet, but often it was fun at least
When money's green sometimes
I'd sell a dub of tree a week
That ain't enough to re-up
At least the funds is decent

You need a front? Well, get in line
And kick your fucking feet up
The waiting time is long
The coffee's burnt and you're on call each time the fight is on
There's no commute and still the drive is long
But not too long

It's just enough to flip through Spotify and find a song
Always arrive before your favorite part can get to play
And that's the same with every chick I met along the way
It's what it is until you're kicked off someone's AAA
Get to walking, kid, we got a dream to follow anyway

Most times I'm at my best when I'm alone
Most times I feel alright when I'm not there

So you can keep on calling, I ain't coming
I'm not busy, I'm just staying home