Want That Now
The silence amidst the noise
Speaks the loudest
When the echoes of the future
Consume the past
I know you don't want that now
I know you don't want that now
You thought that you did
But now time is running out
I know you don't want that now
I gave you a chance
But you threw that to the ground
It's hard to find passion
When all you see is perfection
Deep conversations
Learned some life lessons
Came out the cold
Out the dark with my message
I ain't bout to wait for it all
Like the rest is
Nah, I want the right directions
And to tell the truth
I have a slight confession
I know when I'm looking at you
That is my reflection
And that's just a power
That I don't want to mess with
I smoked some DMT and talked to God
And he is me
And this is water that we walk upon
It's kind of strange
I think I'm living in the land of Oz
But when you're with me
It's Heaven
I know you don't want that now
You thought that you did
But now time is running out
I know you don't want that now
I gave you a chance
But you threw that to the ground
I don't have no fame
But I'm a mothafuckin star
I must have smoked about
A thousand blunts in the car
I must have did a whole lot of drugs
And got really fucked up
And went way too hard
Dammit, whipping Aunt Jemima
In the kitchen with the pancakes
That's just what I do up on these beats
Where the damn brakes?
Kava on a rampage
Classified a renegade
Repetoire, every single song I've ever wrote
I've never been afraid
Or been scared to be criticized
Alright now that's a lie
Homie looked me in my eyes
Told me this is way too fly
Prophesied, hard to say that I'm surprised
I told you I'd be ready when the time arrives
Mothafuck a nine to five
I ain't tryna die
And realize that's how I survived
But now it's getting deep
If you listen like the FBI
Shorty looking sexy I
Wonder if you look in my direction
And I catch your eye
Can we do some yoga with the stretches I
Know a couple poses if you ready
Vomit on the beat like mom's spaghetti
Always on my feet like I'm sitting cross-legged
Snort a couple lines of the white like Betty
I ain't never switched up on the team like Belly
I just want to make a couple mills, Omelly
Let me tell you how I feel
How you feel
Baby tell me
Kava
Speaks the loudest
When the echoes of the future
Consume the past
I know you don't want that now
I know you don't want that now
You thought that you did
But now time is running out
I know you don't want that now
I gave you a chance
But you threw that to the ground
It's hard to find passion
When all you see is perfection
Deep conversations
Learned some life lessons
Came out the cold
Out the dark with my message
I ain't bout to wait for it all
Like the rest is
Nah, I want the right directions
And to tell the truth
I have a slight confession
I know when I'm looking at you
That is my reflection
And that's just a power
That I don't want to mess with
I smoked some DMT and talked to God
And he is me
And this is water that we walk upon
It's kind of strange
I think I'm living in the land of Oz
But when you're with me
It's Heaven
I know you don't want that now
You thought that you did
But now time is running out
I know you don't want that now
I gave you a chance
But you threw that to the ground
I don't have no fame
But I'm a mothafuckin star
I must have smoked about
A thousand blunts in the car
I must have did a whole lot of drugs
And got really fucked up
And went way too hard
Dammit, whipping Aunt Jemima
In the kitchen with the pancakes
That's just what I do up on these beats
Where the damn brakes?
Kava on a rampage
Classified a renegade
Repetoire, every single song I've ever wrote
I've never been afraid
Or been scared to be criticized
Alright now that's a lie
Homie looked me in my eyes
Told me this is way too fly
Prophesied, hard to say that I'm surprised
I told you I'd be ready when the time arrives
Mothafuck a nine to five
I ain't tryna die
And realize that's how I survived
But now it's getting deep
If you listen like the FBI
Shorty looking sexy I
Wonder if you look in my direction
And I catch your eye
Can we do some yoga with the stretches I
Know a couple poses if you ready
Vomit on the beat like mom's spaghetti
Always on my feet like I'm sitting cross-legged
Snort a couple lines of the white like Betty
I ain't never switched up on the team like Belly
I just want to make a couple mills, Omelly
Let me tell you how I feel
How you feel
Baby tell me
Kava
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Writer(s): Kid Kava
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