Cowboy -

Okay sipping a blunt, smoking a brew

with the gorilla glue

Off of the grid, stuck in the

I’m in the lead, let me give you a clue

Eyes on my phone, minding my own

Star Wars ass rappers all sounding like clones

I got the force, just call me Luke

I’m not gonna blow up, bitch I’m a nuke

Meet me at the motel, hit her like a cowbell

Singer like Adele (ooh)

Party ain’t special, let’s get sexual

Hit it on the menstrual (ooh)

Cocaine cowboy riding on the highway

Up too late, ain’t slept in like 5 days

Putting in the work from Monday to Friday

Tennessee Whiskey got me walking sideways

Ain’t no rest for the wicked

don’t grow on trees

I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed, ain’t nothing in this world for free

And I can’t slow down, I can’t stop now, you know I wish I could

(ooh) There ain’t no rest for the wicked

Until we close our eyes for good (yeah)

She said I fuck like a god (god)

I told her just call me Zeus (Zeus)

She said she don’t have a man

I told her just tell the truth

Caught in the middle of stuff

Good thing I don’t give a fuck (nope)

Money on me, I got bucks

Bitch I work hard, so don’t call it luck

Got this drink in my cup, and I’m feeling amazing

Walk in the room, and I got these hoes gazing

My shit is on fire, it’s hot, it’s blazing

My life is a movie directed my Martin Socrsese

Cocaine Cowboy, certified sicko

Bitcoin papi, got a lot of crypto

Sell it on the high, then buy on the dips though

777 hit the jackpot, I’m rich ho