David Dallas, Freddie Gibbs - Caught in a Daze lyrics

Yeah, yeah
I'm high upon a new wave of confidence
I'm trying to ride it to
A few different continents
Known in the country that
I'm from but anonymous
To most of the populous
In dominant marketplaces
I'm from New Zealand and their not
Used to seeing different faces
And they don't ever turn the
Radio to different stations
I gotta do it though cause
Mum's getting sick of waiting
When I was young she used to
Tell me "Have some fucking patience"
But she loved the baby boy
Raise the bar like I'm on roids
On my game like I'm on joysticks
Still playing with these toys
I'm grateful for the voice I've been given
Big boy now no purple ribbon 'bout to
Have all of the shutterbugs flicking
Straight sippin' vodka soda with the twist in
Jamiroquai playing I don't say
It to be different
It's still hip hop in the vein
Smirnoff in the brain
Always been a cool dude I'll let
You know if it change

I'm kicking back, feeling good on a Friday
Ain't letting all the bullshit get in my way
Know that I stay

Caught in a daze caught in a daze
Caught in a daze caught in a daze

I'm in a good mood, don't mess with my high
Things are looking up, you can see in my eyes
So you know I'm

Caught in a daze caught in a daze
Caught in a daze caught in a daze

Bitch I’m caught up in a daze
Caught up with these polices again
Bitch, got these swishers and these
Vehicles we chiefin' up in
That’s why they hate
Custom colours, has my niece end up on 6's
If you ever tryna' find me
I prolly' be water whippin'
Cookin' up and cuttin'
Open up baggy, stuff em' like muffins
Out of dope, but yo prices
Ain't in my budget, so fuck it
I stuck em' up, and got on the highway
Freddie Gibbs get fried
Like everyday is Friday
In the place I reside
I keep that iron cause them
Goons gonna' be lurking
Keep my dough spot popping and
My boost phone twerkin'
Put me on the lick and anybody move
I'ma' murk em' knock em' out their shoes and
Give their ass the blues, that's for certain
Bitch, you purpin' n' you
Flirtin' with death, if you fuck with mine
For your shit to walk up and take your life
In this life of crime
In this life of mine I took risks
And put my life on the line
Agents ask me for a statement, I decline

Yeah i'm standing tall
They can never chop me down
Deeply rooted in the ground
Way I spit it so profound
Know the sound like some
Shit you heard before
But it ain't Everyone's an artist now
But I'm using different paint man
I'm using different ink for the
Story, this is guts, this is glory
It's the rush of performing
It's the slut when you're horny
It's the feeling that you get when
You wake up in the morning
Or that feeling that you get
When the sun's dawning on another day
And you ain't seen your life another way
Been working that same job for
Next to nothing pay
Plugging away at your dreams
Trying to hold this shit together
While the world's tugging away at the seams
See struggling it ain't no thing
Once you looking back
But fucked if you'd ever again
Try to go through that
So I just see it like a vintage car
You put your all in to ride it out once
Then it's in the garage
You talk about it with your friends as
A symbol of the hard work
This is all a means to an end
Looking at it through a
Lens that's rose tinted
It's probably why you hear it in my voice
I'm so committed