Rapping On The Couch (freestyle) Lyrics - Machine Gun Kelly

Yo 

I haven't wrote a song in a while 

I guess I been down 

Guess I didn't the have energy to pick a pen up 

Shit I barely had the energy to crack smiles 

Similar to back in the class 

I was barely gonna pass 

With a flask full of jack 

And a book full a raps 

And an ear full of laughs 

Similar to back when I barely had some money for the gas, ask 

Pops if I can borrow the car today 

Someone asked me to be on a song today 

And they said I can do a couple shows, with them 

If I help them sell a couple of tickets at the mall today 

But hey 

I know you wanna see me keep a job 

Keep school first blah blah blah 

But all I got is just one shot 

And Im taking it to the top 

And if I dont gotta load up another box 

In this Penske truck fuck that 

Cuz next year the rent be up fuck that 

And my bank is empty brah fuck that 

The world tryin to set me up fuck that 

So i bounce back like jumping jacks 

Take a pullllll, and see how my lungs react 

And I dont give a fuck if it kills the brain 

Cuz reality it-self is killing me mane 

So I need an ounce of weed and house for me 

Everyday when I wake up A hippie bitch with no make up 

Who loves to fuck and roll J's up 

Fat ass with lil A cups 

You know just what I'm sayin cuz 

And I'm like fuck 15 minutes 

Im trying to live infinite 

I dont got a big yahct 

My leg-acy is all I got 

So I call 3 bitches and my dealer on the same cell 

Told them to pull up to the something place hotel 

Felt like I had maids in the rooms 

Girl cleanin dust off surface like brooms 

Shit you know i gotta start my day off with a shot 

Cheese eggs in the middle of the pot 

Throw a little leather on the wrist 

Bout four rings on the fists bitch 

Why i need a watch? 

And its always my time 

Even before the young man got signed Even back before the mixtapes got heard 

I was in the streets, fuck being online 

And if you wanna turn up we can turn up like a motha fucka 

I pay 50 for a shot like fuck it 

Small price when you keep one hundred 

True thanks on the red carpet get blunted 

Never changed for the public 

Yall look disgustin 

Look at me courtside next to kate upton 

Look at me pouring 5 cups of white russian 

Speaking of which bitch i just came through cussin 

Speaking of which i been dreaming of this to redeem 

All those years i was treated like shit to receive 

The awards that my peers seems to get Recieved a convertible top on this whip 

Bitch i feel like Fif 

Time to get rich or die tryin 

Time to heat real cheese up on my iron 

Its time to get 3 hoes or more frankie lymon 

The weed man can call it good timin 

Cuz i need an ounce of weed and a house for me 

Everyday when i wake up, bitch 

I need some hennesy and a house for me 

Everyday when i wake up 

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