Letra de Don't Even Party (feat. Dave B.)

I don't even party
I just smoke all day
and kick it with my shorty
I ain't got no worries
why you in a hurry
don't call me I'm recording
I don't even party
I just smoke all day
and kick it with my shorty
I ain't got no worries
why you in a hurry
don't call me I'm recording

(Sol)
I don't even party and I don't even miss it
sucker free diet like I'm training for Olympics
I ain't even trippin off the women
Listen
I don't need your digits if we kick it then we kick it

I don't even think I'm different
I just fiend for living, life with a little bit of spice in it
so if you with it that's an invitation
been on my never stay in
never go out
in limbo live a life emotion
water's my favorite beverage
music is my proffession
fucking's my hobby
I might love you I just won't admit it
take you to bed no breakfast
cursed by work ethic
uh
I'm in my 20's
but I've been breaking hearts for decades

and I aint proud of it
but I write my wrongs until the crowd sing it
I don't even get lit, I just make songs to kick it
just to clown with a frown, trying to make you smile with it

(Dave B.)
If I was a drunk then
I would be a sober one
if I was cop nah
probably never hold a gun
I'm running with my youth but
think I need an older one
if I had a down bitch
I'd probably just get over her
she think
I ju-just be caught up in my songs
with a condom or a hangover each time I come around
we should link
love you, not know what you getting into
it could happen I'm just rapping
I'm just trying to keep shit simple
I am not trying to drink
I just came with my spouse man
I don't want your joint
I don't know where your mouth been
I'm wierd on my own
I'm legal not grown
he don't feed none his ego, still these hoes is sprung
this the biggest party that I've ever been to
we got some for every type of vibe your into
running through the town trying to move around
I don't even indulge, I just look around

I don't even drink
I don't even drink
(Physch)
I was drinking last night like
I don't even try
I just get high
yeah I just get high

()
"What do you do?"

"Me? Well, I'm a writer."

"What do you write?"

"Well, poetry."

"Nah, you think too much. That is your trouble."