Текст песни Grunge - Mr. Mastro

(Whoa, yeah, oh oh)
(Sully)

Lately my life hasn't really felt so trash
But the happiness never seems to last
The haters gonna hate
Imma catch a body, and they still not gon' relate

I got three hoes on the line
They be wanting me to call 'em but I never got the time
Only dealing with this stress, 'cause I wanna go find
A lot of big success that I'll get from this grind (yeah)
Everyday I'll work harder and harder
And I'd do it all again, to forget about the slaughter
They gon' get another chance, but won't get another dollar
Better forget about the past, if they wanna be a baller (yeah)

Yeah, I gotta leave it in the past
No, it's been leaving way too fast
Gotta end it with another one, hopefully be the last
I don't wanna do all this again, I'll do it how they asked
It's a never ending cycle (cycle)
Like a nightmare that won't go, it's not delightful (delightful)
And I know that it's gon' keep happening, I been insightful
They'll all come running back, when I hit the tower Eiffel

Lately my life hasn't really felt so trash
But the happiness never seems to last
The haters gonna hate
Imma catch a body, and they still not gon' relate

I got three hoes on the line
They be wanting me to call 'em but I never got the time
Only dealing with this stress, 'cause I wanna go find
A lot of big success that I'll get from this grind (yeah)
Everyday I'll work harder and harder
And I'd do it all again, to forget about the slaughter
They gon' get another chance, but won't get another dollar
Better forget about the past, if they wanna be a baller (yeah)

Yeah, it's been a long, long, time (time)
I've been tryna find out where I lost my drive (whoa)
I want things to get better, 'cause I know that I try (yeah)
Everything surrounding is a lost cause, why (yeah)
I still keep trying
Even when the times get tough, I know they still be frying
Imma get them back, even if I'm almost dying (yeah)
They be looking for me, but when I'm gone I know they be crying

Lately my life hasn't really felt so trash
But the happiness never seems to last
The haters gonna hate
Imma catch a body, and they still not gon' relate

I got three hoes on the line
They be wanting me to call 'em but I never got the time
Only dealing with this stress, 'cause I wanna go find
A lot of big success that I'll get from this grind (yeah)
Everyday I'll work harder and harder
And I'd do it all again, to forget about the slaughter
They gon' get another chance, but won't get another dollar
Better forget about the past, if they wanna be a baller (yeah)

(Whoa, yeah, oh oh)