Bummy God

4 months no job 5 years gone from a 4 year high school 3 weeks and the rent due Soul cold like igloo But who woulda thunk At 23 I'd slump Getting by on a gram and a little bit of bump From these Logitechs that my brother bought me I don't own a fucking thing My midi wasn't bought Joshu showed love The PC i got goes back to bruh So what does that leave me A couple of green leaves A hoodie with some cut off pants and a bucket I'm the Bummy God No one's slummy like your homie Deadbeat all my life and that's all I ever will be I'm a Rankin County prodigee Got Trashy in my veins You can type the philosophy and praise what I'm saying Bummy God 2 Days in the same draws But this what she came for Been away from the day job Boy still on the pay clock It's just us on the dais I bet they won't play us We're the trash can kids from a southern landmass I'm the pearl of the south I'm the Rankin trash From the town of has beens and the never haves We're a stain on the world but we're still on the map And yall hate it Living in the world of the unknown I wanna get the love when I come home I wanna take it back to the shed And collect the heads of the fakest fucks Who want fruits of life but left me out the loop You get the guillotine when I'm on the throne Because I'm the Bummy God No one's slummy like your homie Deadbeat all my life and that's all I ever will be I'm a Rankin County prodigee Got Trashy in my veins You can type the philosophy and praise what I'm saying Bummy God Praise Em Praise Em Praise Em Praise Em Bummy God Holy Ghost the Bummy God needs some Praise Praise Em Praise Em Bummy God Bummy God