Retirement

Feet up on the ottoman
Tending to the garden when I wake up on Sundays
But when i’m done rapping
Gotta make some money someway
Thinking bout retirement

It’ll probably be wifey and me
Traveling coast to coast
Know I like my weed from the other coast
She said she want a shot
I said ayy ayy ayy we aint even make a toast
She said look at you boasting your accomplishments
Where the album at are you ever gonna drop that shit
What’s it matter to you
Do you need help wit tying ya shoes
Cuz you tripping on me
And i’m not tripping
I just sit here and drink
Social distance and think
Like to keep my best secrets
Dressed up in pink
So we just hit the dance floor
You know we in sync
She said cha cha slide
I said toosie slide
Then we made a remix it’s a whole new vibe
She never smoked weed
But tonight she got high
What a moment in time
But just a matter of time
Before the whole worlds mine

Feet up on the ottoman
Tending to the garden when I wake up on Sundays
But when i’m done rapping
Gotta make some money someway
Thinking bout retirement

Gotta buy my dad a new corvette
And pull my sister outta debt
But shit I got some debt too
I could buy my mom a house with twenty rooms in it
And she would still go to work to get her six digits
But I gotta respect it
Because a black woman in her position
Means more to the world cuz she teaching our children
She said that I deserved it when I first touched a million
But told me not to focus on making a billion
Cuz the purpose to live for what you love
Pull ya friends up out the mud
You killing vibe then that’s a dub
Bring the weed and only love
An Don’t worry we having
A kick back chillin in the sun
Just a boy who’s a run
And been on other side of the gun
And I don’t hold a grudge
I’m happier than ever
And i’ll let you be the judge

Feet up on the ottoman
Tending to the garden when I wake up on Sundays
But when i’m done rapping
Gotta make some money someway
Thinking bout retirement