Mission Road - Like, Anderson .Paak

No more running in circles man

Get your shit straight

Long as the world is revolving to you

We get cake, ay

This shit is predestined

This ain’t no mistake, ay

My shit is too legendary for mixtapes

Bitch we mobbin'

Dennis Rodman bitch we get it poppin'

Spit it like I ain’t been at the dentist often

Niggas talking they shit

They must want to get a coffin

Anybody can get it nigga

Berlin to Compton

Just watch him

Sleeping on a job so get involved then

My day one homies know I got 'em

If there’s any problem

Fuck being humble

Humility is humiliating

Deep down inside I know you really hate me

I feel amazing

Take one pill a day and

Balance my pH levels

To boost my energy enough

So I can cremate devils

I don’t think they ready

I don’t think they rebels

I don’t think they soldiers, nuh uh

Too many sheep up in this motherfucking

Can’t even speak up in this motherfucker

Brains so washed

Can’t even think up in this motherfucker

They wanna cuff us cause we truth seekers

Lifesavers with lightsabers

Baring truth features

Come get your lady man cause she staring

Paint a picture colorful as Keith Haring

For the world to keep sharing

Yeah!

The dream of getting money

Marble floors and satin covers

Great big walls to throw them ugly ass paintings on

You spent a fortune for great taste

But call it art I call it gay

Ain’t nothing sweeter than the day

You get your first break

The price we pay

Price we’ll pay

Price we paid

Can’t be recreated or replayed

Accept no shorts no fakes

All that I know

There is no one who wants it more than me…

All that I know

There is no one who wants it more than me…

Mission Road