Piece of Cake (feat. Harrison Sands and Shota) - Abhi The Nomad, Harrison Sands & Shota

Let's go I am busy, doing nothing I am on my own There is no hot water I can't find my comb My jeans are smelling funny My records they're all torn The zombies on the tv They won't leave me alone But, me and you Make it safe and sound (safe and sound) Me and you Make it sunny all over this town Life's a piece of cake when you're coming around (life's a piece of cake when you're coming around) There's a church on the block Baby, I wouldn't mind If the numbers (numbers) on the clock Knew how to show me a good time (good time) I'm dead as disco On my own, I'm doing wrong The beat is really steady But, I don't know the song But me and you Make it safe and sound (make it safe and sound) Me and you Make the wheels go around and around (around and around) Life's a piece of cake when you're coming around (coming around) Life's a piece of cake when you're coming around (coming around) Let's go But, me and you Make it safe and sound (make it safe and sound) Me and you Make it sunny all over this town (make it sunny all over this town) Life's a piece of cake when you're coming around (coming around) Life's a piece of cake when you're coming around (coming around) Oh, oh let's go, yeah, yeah, oh yeah

Tom Cruise the whip I Tom Cruise the whip I do my own stunts I'm too legit My whole thing is my own thing, goin' back to my old ways Back then I knew white hoes who would pipe bros for a bowl face Now I got me a wife bro that's a life sentence and a full plate Love you dawg, no hoes chase me, she be down to catch a whole case I ain't smoking on that propane I was dope before I had the dough mane Before the low mein in the US I was snacking on the pure like it's cocaine I been all around the globe baby Put that headline all big in the bold face I ain't tryna do no favors You could fuck with me it don't go both ways Tom Cruise the whip I Tom Cruise the whip I do my own stunts I'm too legit I do my own stunts Tom Cruise I do my own stunts Jet Li, I'm deadly They gon' fall off while I ball Homie, I be moving through the walls homie Back then hoes ain't want me, yeah now I'm hot and they all on me Kato on the track bitch, run the jewels or pac div Shows is feeling like a crack den 'Cause the fans addicted they ain't fall off me That boy moving like a Pac-Man, serve the backhand Running through the competition You could see that on the dash cam Fuck the Tik-Tok bitch I make the strap dance (Psych y'all) I ain't even been in a fight y'all Yeah, but I'm real sweaty with the joy cons Get the camera get the Nikon Tripod stand, cyc wall Tom Cruise the whip I Tom Cruise the whip I do my own stunts I'm too legit I do my own stunts Tom Cruise I do my own stunts Jet Li, I'm deadly

Yeah, yeah Novocaine all my days feeling numb Propane raps, Hank Hill with the thumb Slow days, on my own way to the grave I'ma cold case, no cocaine on the gum See me down under up down slam down with the thunder (yeah) Ice cold moves, booth hot like the summer Grind on a hunnid times two In the box locked up, go-ing up 'til we run it (yeah) It's me verse the universe, I run it And we done one hundred percent to gain damn near nothing But fuck it You can't stomach the work, you won't serve me a word, keep running Get a taste of the falls, hit the walls, on the daily Pacing phases, to my face, nothing faze me Besides the lot of things on my mind I need to say Bit afraid, so I guess they can wait just another day I think I might be a-okay If I wait just another day I got to tell ya Getting blinded by the lights I got to tell ya 'Bout the chaos in my mind I got to tell ya All these nights we're not together Forgot to tell ya (yeah) Forgot to tell ya I got to tell you, I ain't tryna make no promise Not nothing that could weigh down conscious Pay the bills and the rest fill pockets Still sometimes you be obnoxious Just want it different when I'm having you around me All night, no sleep, we down here Whenever we here, no problems Losing track o' time, 'til it finds us (yeah) Down with ya 'til I make me a thousand White picket fences, pool house loungin' Sounding good to me if you round with it I kill the demons we hit the ground running My stress gon' need a vest round the chest Reshape my world in seven days or less On the chase like the days, chased ice cream trucks Got us moving fast but it's never enough Yeah, I know that the weather is rough But it won't stop us Yeah, shit is never enough I got to tell ya Getting blinded by the lights I got to tell ya 'Bout the chaos in my mind I got to tell ya All these nights we're not together Forgot to tell ya Forgot to tell ya I got to tell ya Getting blinded by the lights I got to tell ya 'Bout the chaos in my mind I got to tell ya All these nights we're not together Forgot to tell ya Forgot to tell ya (I got to tell ya) (I got to tell ya) I got to tell ya Getting blinded by the lights I got to tell ya 'Bout the chaos in my mind I got to tell ya All these nights we're not together Forgot to tell ya Forgot to tell ya

Why your chain don't shine like the rapper's do? Why you don't bleed for your city? Tell me what's your appeal Prove that you real Better have 5 killers on you Based on the game and the things we know Most live a lie for sure If I let you say what's good Guess I ain't good enough (Guess i ain't good enough) Those cassettes out the attic, unraveled foreign magic Made me check the mathematics, sense the havoc Had me skipping class to study flows Put it in to practice, run the show Every minute, every second, headphones stuck onto the globe Yet it go, "why ain't you hood? yeah, why ain't you hood? Why ain't you rapping like you ain't understood? Drugs, sex and violence, all left in silence You ain't hear the shots, getting chased by the sirens, tell me Why your chain don't shine like the rapper's do? Why you don't bleed for your city? Tell me what's your appeal Prove that you real Better have five killers on you Based on the game and the things we know Most live a lie for sure If I let you say what's good Guess I ain't good enough Ain't I, good enough for you Ain't I, good enough for you Ain't I, good enough for you Guess I ain't good enough Ain't I, good enough for you Ain't I, good enough for you Ain't I, good enough for you Guess I ain't good enough Am I supposed to run the street, my block, am I supposed to bleed To mould my life in bars and exhibit them at your feet My boss's dirt swept shoes, I need those too, I'm close to match the cost Money trees in growth but patience nearly done been lost I know we dropped what we had cause I Ain't make that paper like them rappers do Hard but bitter truth but all y'all want the sweetest juice Presented, wrapped in gift wrap, sit back and get clapped Chit chat, and finally shut your trap once you can see that Chain 'round my neck, uh, diamonds in my rings, ye Showing off my stacks, screaming fuck all o' y'all opinions "Nice, let's televise his world and it's demise" (huh?) That's all that you desire, entertainment in your eyes Ain't that right? Why your chain don't shine like the rapper's do? Why you don't bleed for your city? Tell me what's your appeal Prove that you real Better have five killers on you Based on the game and the things we know Most live a lie for sure If I let you say what's good Guess I ain't good enough Ain't I, good enough for you Ain't I, good enough for you Ain't I, good enough for you Guess I ain't good enough Ain't I, good enough for you Ain't I, good enough for you Ain't I, good enough for you Guess I ain't good enough (Ain't I, good enough for you) Guess I ain't good enough (Ain't I, good enough for you) ain't I, good enough for you Ain't I, good enough for you Ain't I, good enough for you Guess I ain't good enough (Ain't I, good enough for you) ain't I, good enough for you Ain't I, good enough for you Ain't I, good enough for you Guess I ain't good enough