You living comfortable
Look I ain’t come for the bull
You out here fronting for who
Like you really can’t win without something to lose

Fuck with the bull and get the horns
Sharks getting cut by the cool, I’m Mr. Fonz
Thought I was under the rules I bend ‘em all
Til they broke like nothing to lose I’m finna ball
Coke price one of the jewels I’m giving ya’ll
Snow white come for the fools that hit it raw
Ya whole life has been a mirror within the wall
Get a glimpse of your killer revealing ya inner flaws
Meanwhile

You living comfortable
Look I ain’t come for the bull
You out here fronting for who
Like you really can’t win without something to lose
You living comfortable
Look I ain’t come for the bull
You trynna run with with bulls
But you really can’t win we got nothing lose

Expand yourself
Take yourself out your comfort zone
If you stay in your comfort zone
That’s where you will fail
Success is not a comfortable procedure
So you got get comfortable being uncomfortable
If you ever want to be successful

Nothing to lose, something to prove
Bump stock pumping the fist, dumping a deuce
Dumb luck, hug and a kiss ducking a goose
Mother fuckers up in this bitch be getting loose
Troubleshoot my way through a puzzle without a clue
Shuffle the deck-double the stakes, buckle the shoe
Got what it takes, couple of breaks, hustle or fluke
Juggling flames flavors and strange vaporous fumes
Danger resumes
Time to bounce I’m a bungee
Jumpstart the funk parading it through the country
Y’all already knew
Here’s looking at you, Humphrey
Bogart the joint rotated into the drum beat.
Making a move
Hunt for the groove, don’t be clumsy
No alibi, ugly-smooth Grilla beat junkie
Chopping up the chutney rolling up a dumpling
Kicking off the blues, dudes trying to get comfy

You living comfortable
Look I ain’t come for the bull
You out here fronting for who
Like you really can’t win without something to lose
You living comfortable
Look I ain’t come for the bull
You trynna run with with bulls
But you really can’t win we got nothing lose

Never thought I’d say it but I’m comfortable
Having lunch in the canyon at the country store
While the school kids learn how to duck and roll
And the truth is it’s hard to give a fuck anymore
My idealism got caught in a rhythm
I give em these raw thoughts fraught with visions
Living for efficiency apart from wisdom
Division the spark of the human condition
Hello darkness my old friend
I’ll meet you at the bar where the wild blend
With the stars and the cars and beguiled men
Then I depart for the farthest environment
Passively bask in the privilege
Massively tasked with handling my business
Paid every two weeks, all the way to Christmas
And if the fucking wheel squeaks, someone come and fix it
I rip shit
Brutally moody, as I get older I’m bougie
I’m over this movie, I want clovers and moon beams
Holding a room key in a locale that moves me
Enjoying the blue sea while you’re scrolling the doom feed
Gloomy and goth and you can boo me or not
I smoke Peruvian pot until I’m woozy and hot
And if I can see through the booze I’m about to prove what I got
You wanna breathe in your shoes, you gotta choose the right socks
Get comfortable

You living comfortable
Look I ain’t come for the bull
You out here fronting for who
Like you really can’t win without something to lose
You living comfortable
Look I ain’t come for the bull
You trynna run with with bulls
But you really can’t win we got nothing lose

I’m too standoffish to make it to grand office
Voted most likely to pay for ya man’s coffin
So politely evasive I can’t call it
Came crawling out of this squalor to chase stardom
I go from feeling like the king of the moment
To a name ya don’t know like Arvydas Sabonis
Adding insult to injury I see my opponent is me
A born loser I can beat him, I know it
He’s no one to me and that’s something I can’t condone
I want him to be what I wanted to take, the throne
Sitting on top of ya’self what a waste of clones
Giving it all til my death is erased, I’m gone