Simple Lad

I remember the days when We'd just skate 'till the days' end We would play and we'd pretend We had money to spend then I remember the days when Playin' games 'till our hands cramped When I make it and I got a lot of money I won't need much, just a couple of my buddies They've been there from the start Through it all and we still haven't broke apart Group of homies at the top of the charts We're the gas, and the shit, no fart Causin' shit in the mall, Paul Blart Never got caught, we're too smart Debauchery is a form of art Thinkin' back to when the risks weren't bars Simpler times I reminisce when I'm in my mind This life is so divine We're the drivers and we find our tribes Who do I want? I want a couple brothers that'll toke on a blunt I want a couple homies that'll get real deep, ain't asleep Understanding of what's goin' on So, what's been goin' on? I'm missin' all my dawgs, type of shit I'm on Remember doin' treys, and Hawaiian Punch? The nectar of the gods, put it in my arms That's what I need A little bit of love, a couple buddies, and weed A milli of the money for the traveling fees A simple man at heart, I'm pretty easy to please That's it Real shit In this past year I've learned that I don't need much The beauty's in your hands, let go/hold, clutch I grabbed it I looked inside of it until I knew what happened Bad habits, friends stabbin' in the back, that's rabid Glad the fruit's been cut off, it'd been badly matchin' I'm laughin' I've always known that entertainment was my passion And anyone who thought the opposite was foolish I've got way too many bullets on my list than just rappin' No cappin' I'm an artist, not a rapper But an adapter to all, can't fall, stand tall My mentality's equivalent to a raptor, cuz I'm a beast But a lad that's simple To be honest, kinda miss bad pimples I've said it plenty, man, this shit's too simple Tryna make life simple I really think life should be simple Life should be simple Life should be fun You gotta live a life that's fun