| 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 and dominant | 
| Awkward places, I’m from New Zealand and I’m use 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 f*cking patience» | 
| But she loved the baby boy, raise the bar like I’m on roids with my game | 
| playing with the joysticks | 
| I’m grateful for the voice I’ve been given | 
| Big boy now my purple whip about to have all of the sort of bugs flicking | 
| Sippin' vodka soda with the twist in | 
| I don’t say it should be different it’s still hip hop in the vein | 
| Smurnoff in the brain, always been a cool dude I’ll let you know if you can say | 
| 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 | 
| You don’t mess in my heart, 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 | 
| Picture caught up in the day, holdup with these police again | 
| And these vehicles we | 
| That’s why they hate | 
| Custom colors is my | 
| In up on 60's | 
| If you ever trying to find my I’d probably be | 
| With me | 
| Open up baggy stuff like muffins | 
| Out of dope enjoy your crisis ain’t in my buddy so f*ck it | 
| I stuck em up and got on the highway, ready | 
| 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 in my | 
| Put me on a licking anybody move I’m a murk them knock them off their shoes and | 
| get their ass to | 
| That’s for certain bitch | 
| You flirting with death if you f*ck of mine | 
| Shit you walk up and take your life in this life of crime | 
| In this life of mine I took recent put my life on a line | 
| Agents ask me for a statement I decline | 
| I’m kicking back feeling good on a Friday | 
| And let me know 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 | 
| You don’t mess in my heart, 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 | 
| It’s all they can never | 
| Down, deeply rooted in the ground | 
| Way I spit it’s so profound, know the sound like some shit you heard before | 
| But it ain’t everyone’s a | 
| Now but I’m using different paint man | 
| I’m using different egg 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 | 
| All that feeling that you get when the sun’s dawning on another day | 
| And you ain’t seen your life another way | 
| Working at the same job for next to nothing pay | 
| Plugging away it’s the dreams trying to hold this shit together | 
| While the worst tuck in away, the same sick | 
| Struggling it ain’t no fame, one you looking back | 
| But f*ck if you ever | 
| Try to | 
| From that | 
| So why you see it like a vintage car | 
| You put your all in your writing, I once | 
| You can rise | 
| You talk about it with your friends as a symbol of a hard work | 
| This is all of me sewing there looking that doing lenses | 
| It’s probably right | 
| And my voice is so committed | 
| I’m kicking back feeling good on a Friday | 
| And let me know 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 | 
| You don’t mess in my heart, 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 |