Lyrics

Brooks Buford - Straight Outta Rehab - 11 - Motivated

 

Yeah. I like this bassline. One these days I'm a run this town. You know what I'm sayin'? Give me another drink of that water. Yeah, sing it now

It ain't my fault you motivated
'Cuz I ain't workin' my drive is faded
I'd rather chill, talk to my friends
Drink my coffee, laugh at my sins
I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
And I'm a let it waste away
I said I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
And I'm a let it waste away

I rather stand on the corner and laugh my ass off
I paid my dues I don't worked my ass off
And work never got me nowhere
It was like God and luck and I just happened to be there
And I'm a show up when I show up
And if I don't blow up, fuck it, I don't blow up
At least I don't have to grow up
Man let me smoke my cigarette
I'm thinkin' right now about all the things I won't get
A bunch of bullshit I really don't need
A bunch of dumb bitches mixin' crack with weed
But I got caffeine and I got pills
I got me a beat machine and I got skills
And so what if I got to sleep all day
It ain't like I'm missin' much anyway
'Cuz it's a fake and it's all take
You're all full of shit so why be awake

It ain't my fault you're motivated
'Cuz I ain't workin' my drive is faded
I'd rather chill, talk to my friends
Drink my coffee, laugh at my sins
I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
And I'm a let it waste away
I said I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
And I'm a let it waste away

You all look at me like I done lost my mind
Wearin' argyle socks doin' the 'bump and grind'
I got an IZOD v-neck, a high-tech redneck
Pumas and a foamy hat so gimme respect
I spent about ten years in the hole
After a light skinned girl cold stole my soul
But now I'm up I don't give a fuck
You can have my depression, you can eat my butt
I don't need no philosophies except my own
For Christ's sakes it's too late, I guess I'm grown
But I've learned enough to know I don't know shit
I bitched and moaned but I ain't never quit
Kept on survivin' and kept on strivin'
Fixed my transmission and kept on drivin'
So I guess it's okay to be mentally ill
'Cuz it ended up payin' all my damn bills

It ain't my fault you're motivated
'Cuz I ain't workin' my drive has faded
I'd rather chill, talk to my friends
Drink my coffee, laugh at my sins
I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
And I'm a let it waste away
I said I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
And I'm a let it waste away

Man, you know. It ain't my fault you wanna run errands and get up early and go to the grocery store. That's good. You motivated man. I'm proud of ya. But a...I'm goin' back to bed, dawg. Call me later.

It ain't my fault you're motivated
'Cuz I ain't workin' my drive has faded
I'd rather chill, talk to my friends
Drink my coffee, laugh at my sins
I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
And I'm a let it waste away
I said I'm lovin' life, it's a pretty day
And I'm a let it waste away

Motivated
Waste away