sayin' it's the end of days
We're on the brink of Armageddon,
only thing that we can do is pray
If that's the case, don't fuck it anyway
If I ain't promise tomorrow,
dressin' the wrist in a trimmer
everybody's gonna meet their maker
Till then, you'll find me in
Drinkin' rum with a chaser,
I'm gettin' wasted on a boat,
I'm busy tryna convince this girl
And tryna convince her even more
You think I'm bein' sexist?
Don't mean that I'm a hollow prick
I just ain't thinkin' of stuffin'
that I could live forever
Once I went to my last endeavor,
I'm down for whatever, whatever
Just do what you're doing, innit?
Some people spend their whole life
Some men go crazy, young or broke,
I take a look and I say, oh well
Cause it's no skin off my nose,
I just want money and clothes
I'm happy -go -lucky hoes,
the latest cups on my toes
Ain't got no time for enemies
and I don't care about foes
Everyone knows and it shows
that I'm catching them hoes
That means I'm clocking them digits,
that means I'm counting them figures
I'm considering myself an everyday jigger
But bigger, my car's cold,
Speeding through the city, it's a park
Triptonic feelings, supersonic
Getting flashed, saying, ah, fuck it
Just do what you're doing, innit
Forget that nostalgia shit
Now I don't care what happened yesterday,
There's no glass from the past
that can top what I've got
Till this present day I still shine
So when they tell me recline,
Whatever's in front of me,
meaning I will never ever be grime
now I look forward to tea time
I love a bit of free time with a wee dine
I know that ain't even a word,
maybe I've lost the plottage
or maybe it's just another one in
Between the wars, revolutions
The recessions, pollutions
my mum a couple sunny breaks
And if the world ends tomorrow,
Just do what you're doing in it
One time, one time, one time