PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS

I spit this game straight up like an arrow,
calling shots like an Egyptian pharoah,
while smoking on Kush by the barrels,
Spanish girls tell me te quiero mucho,
but I'm in a studio not thinking of ass,
I'm just out hustling for beaucoup cash,
truth is I move too fast, get loot n' dash,
and she mad cause she can't catch me,
so attached see, and I'm riding in a taxi,

Towards LAX catching a flight to Annecy,
and I'm feeling real nice off this Hennessy,
living out my destiny, God said yes to me,
so the rest will be history and for centuries,
they'll be studying a Kush Boy's mentality,
like how you can manifest ideas into reality,
turn welfare checks into executive salaries,
I still sip on a fifth and puff on my stickiness,
like I'm Will Smith in my pursuit of happiness.

© 2008 George W. Kush

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