Lately

Yeah yeah
Yeah Yeah
Dadadada Yeah yeah
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Lately I just been, workin'
lately I just been, ridin'
lately I just been, thinkin'
tryna keep my mind on straight
Lately I just been, workin'
lately I just been, ridin'
lately I just been, thinkin'
tryna keep my mind on straight

Lately I just been
yeah, mind been focused on the bigger picture
motivated, no religious scriptures
lately I got some legit descriptors
why I do this shit? (why I do this shit?)
for the boy that's lookin' at some prison pictures
wonderin' when his daddy out
he in a drafty house
and gotta mix elixirs
to kill the pain the shit bring
gang bang for them things
he ain't never seen, got expensive dreams
but reality is all facing needs
I'm tryna find a different way out
music all in my system man
can't wait for this to play out
I want everything faster, like Twista stans,
but lately

Lately I just been, workin'
lately I just been, ridin'
lately I just been, thinkin'
tryna keep my mind on straight
Lately I just been, workin'
lately I just been, ridin'
lately I just been, thinkin'
tryna keep my mind on straight

rollin', past, y'all, goin' in
rollin', past, y'all, goin' in
rollin', past, y'all, goin' in
rollin', past, y'all, goin' in

Lately I'm tryna get the flow right
make the type of shit that reaches y'all
talk about the issues that touch home
for dudes wit' sin to start seein' God
and that's me included, this Jesus music
curse words 'n all, please excuse it
got a feelin' imma be aight
I just crowd surf and O.D. wit' users
this crack music, my 8s hold weight
ain't complacent, imma make sum shake
been obsessed with greatness lately,
looking forward to the boos from those that hate me
I been reflectin' on the pain, took a pen
wrote letters on clouds, you can see the lines
AXS is the fuckin' crew, no need
for readin' in between the lines
I just say it

Lately I just been, workin'
lately I just been, ridin'
lately I just been, thinkin'
tryna keep my mind on straight
Lately I just been, workin'
lately I just been, ridin'
lately I just been, thinkin'
tryna keep my mind on straight

rollin', past, y'all, goin' in
rollin', past, y'all, goin' in
rollin', past, y'all, goin' in
rollin', past, y'all, goin' in

This where the gloves get lost
fuck ya back up tryna match my stature
Sir preceding my nomenclature
failed more times than a local actor
groupies all in my mentions,
sayin' they want the wood
they never used to laquer
deep depression in these empty bottles
done a lot of cryin', gettin' used to laughter
hide ya face when I allude to rappers
since 24, I never lose to Raptors
realized what my purpose is
I'm never lookin' back, I been abusin' rafters
jersey number's taken,
and the throne been occupied
who the fuck rulin' after?
sights set on occupying planets
inter-galactic, just moved to NASA lil' bitch
repent



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew James Bullimore, Richard James Parkhouse, George Henry Tizzard, Jack Mcmanus
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