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Yeah, floating they ain't see me drownin'
Used to dream of days when it would turn around and turn-, yeah
No one go pass you the torch
They just go pass you the blunt and I wake up and do what I want
And I wake up and do what I want
No, yeah
I don't talk about it, rather be about it
They just see me floating
They ain't see me drowning
Used to dream of days when it would turn around
And turn an interview into a hundred thousand
Always been the same, they tryna find a route
The shit ain't different now just 'cause they call it clout
And I remember days I spent on Skyler's couch
'Cause all the drugs I did, they wouldn't let me out, its life
Adios to my soul
Say whatever my brain want
Never know until you know
I guess we'll know when that day come
Same kid, that's since day one
Same flow, nah we ain't change nothin'
Paid the price, we finally breaking even
I pray to Jesus Christ we break some bread this evening
I put in time on time so you can check the watch
My homies Florida State we yelling, "Fuck Lacoste"
'Cause I done dreamed the days of rocking Saint Laurent
So we go live the nights yelling, "Fuck the cost", ey
Yelling, "Fuck the cost and I don't care the cost"
(No one go pass you the torch), ey, ey
There ain't a bitch alive that ain't go talk me up
Because I'm great with pops but I ain't give a fuck
Wouldn't give him one if I had one to give
You either walk the talk or you go let me live
I got the same flow its always in my head
Its all the same hoes that end up in my bed
I grab the raincoat and hoping in my sled
So if it rain or snow you still go end up dead, its life
No, yeah, yuh
No one go pass you the torch
They just go pass you the blunt
Wake up and hit that shit once
I been this fire since the jump
Now I wake up and do what I want
Ain't got the funds but we stunt
Some of you go call that a flex
Don't care I came for they necks and wound up with a check
I fall asleep at my desk 'cause I'm tired of hearing I'm next
I'm not inspired I'm stressed
Built my empire for less then it cost you to pay for yo' meds
Talk even cheap when you dead
I chose to sell those instead
You wake to stack up some debt
I never sleep my eyes red; it's been years since I had my own bed
If you push me, I'll fall off that ledge
But I'm dragging you straight to the depths 'til that crown on my head
Used to dream of days when it would turn around and turn-, yeah
No one go pass you the torch
They just go pass you the blunt and I wake up and do what I want
And I wake up and do what I want
No, yeah
I don't talk about it, rather be about it
They just see me floating
They ain't see me drowning
Used to dream of days when it would turn around
And turn an interview into a hundred thousand
Always been the same, they tryna find a route
The shit ain't different now just 'cause they call it clout
And I remember days I spent on Skyler's couch
'Cause all the drugs I did, they wouldn't let me out, its life
Adios to my soul
Say whatever my brain want
Never know until you know
I guess we'll know when that day come
Same kid, that's since day one
Same flow, nah we ain't change nothin'
Paid the price, we finally breaking even
I pray to Jesus Christ we break some bread this evening
I put in time on time so you can check the watch
My homies Florida State we yelling, "Fuck Lacoste"
'Cause I done dreamed the days of rocking Saint Laurent
So we go live the nights yelling, "Fuck the cost", ey
Yelling, "Fuck the cost and I don't care the cost"
(No one go pass you the torch), ey, ey
There ain't a bitch alive that ain't go talk me up
Because I'm great with pops but I ain't give a fuck
Wouldn't give him one if I had one to give
You either walk the talk or you go let me live
I got the same flow its always in my head
Its all the same hoes that end up in my bed
I grab the raincoat and hoping in my sled
So if it rain or snow you still go end up dead, its life
No, yeah, yuh
No one go pass you the torch
They just go pass you the blunt
Wake up and hit that shit once
I been this fire since the jump
Now I wake up and do what I want
Ain't got the funds but we stunt
Some of you go call that a flex
Don't care I came for they necks and wound up with a check
I fall asleep at my desk 'cause I'm tired of hearing I'm next
I'm not inspired I'm stressed
Built my empire for less then it cost you to pay for yo' meds
Talk even cheap when you dead
I chose to sell those instead
You wake to stack up some debt
I never sleep my eyes red; it's been years since I had my own bed
If you push me, I'll fall off that ledge
But I'm dragging you straight to the depths 'til that crown on my head
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Writer(s): John Howington
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