Oxy Generation II
People get this feeling when they grown
Even saw it coming should’ve known
Saying that you know but you don’t
Even though you see me getting stoned to the bone every now and then when I’m alone
Hate to wake up just to see another day
Knowing the results yet I still check my pay
Every Monday,
Tryna get a little hope
Even if it’s seeing that I’ll have to get to work another way
Oxy generation
Pop a pill, Mary Jane
You know that’s the combination
Where’s the motivation
Stuck in isolation it’s a shitty situation
Running man,
Running to a cashie like a money man
Funny man
I be working 9-5 then I stress again
Money problems coming back and forth
Like a rubber band
It’s that time of the week
Getting lit Anticipations getting to its peak
Every Saturday we getting lit at fabriques
Forgetting that we living by the week
Now we on a streak
Sweating on the clock just to eat
Trapped in our jobs otherwise we on the streets
Don’t forget to pay your tax, better do it on the freq
Fuck the government cause I’m kinda feel like a sheep
My brother ain’t getting no pay
Obstacles get in his way
Then comes the day
A little bank notification he’s sees but he knows
It be gone in a day
And I know if my bro had a car
No doubt I’d see him get far
But Due to the stupid decisions I know he regretting
It’s slowing him down and it’s leaving a scar
Fuck the casino disgusting
But you could win fat on this turn brother trust me
Those are thoughts on ur head
Getting a buzz when ur playing
You’re betting on red
Chasing the losses to get even score
Now you’ve lost more than before
Now you’re at war in the head
Go the fuck home or keep betting on red
Holding your breathe
Hoping it lands but not for profit
Try to be making it back what u start with
Leaving the joint and your laughing
Cause you realised you can’t do even pay for your parking
Now you be fucked for the week
Using beforepay and shit just to make sure you eat
Saying you don’t have a problem
But you know you’d be back to repeat it next week
Then you go deep, down ever further
Down in a hole and you know that you earnt it
First you were roaming high up like a giant
Now all your thoughts fucking up like a riot
Never too quiet, never to careful
Thinking it helps but the bud fucks your mental
Making you think it’s essential
Cause the Xannies ain’t helping
You’re still living fearful
People get this feeling when they grown
Even saw it coming should’ve known
Saying that you know but you don’t
Even though you see me getting stoned to the bone every now and then when I’m alone
Hate to wake up just to see another day
Knowing the results yet I still check my pay
Every Monday,
Tryna get a little hope
Even if it’s seeing that I’ll have to get to work another way
Yah
Oxy generation
Pop a pill, Mary Jane
You know that’s the combination
Where’s the motivation
Stuck in isolation it’s a shitty situation
Running man,
Running to a cashie like a money man
Funny man
I be working 9-5 then I stress again
Money problems coming back and forth
Like a rubber band
