Party Time

I don't even know what it is
I don't know what I did, but I feel the
Pain, I sit back and reminisce
About how it really is
I remember back to when I was just a kid
Everything was moving swift
Had a need for speed
Drive my life to the big bits
Now I'm holding off on getting license
Labels scare me, my licensing
Controlled by a frightening
Man tryna get the dolla
Pounding me down for the pound
Even when I'm gone then they'll use my sound
Till the people forget I'm around
Cause its all about the present, it's a gift, it's the now
History was just another round
I just wanna do big bits and then get real rich and then
Flex on it all cause I'm brown
Get them up lifted cause I'm in town
Get em doing big shit cause I showed how
Get myself inspired too cause I'm lazy
Only Lord knows cause the good Lord made me.
I procrastinate too much on the daily
I don't thank God enough, I'm so hazy
Looking like I did the bale, I'm still Christian
This a dark knight religion
Like the prodigal son, though batman returns though
Man never left I'm fine tuning words so
I can go in and actually learn
Cause I slack too much, it's my time to go first
Climb the Rap game, out of 10 I'm eleven
Stretch my hands up, hopefully get to heaven

I don't know what I'm doing
But I'm gone do it right
Always getting told what I should be pursuing
So to figure out I write
I ain't really one to say how I'm doing
Not at an indepth analytic
I don't really wanna be just a nuisance
Or just another little black statistic
Say life's a ride, it's the roller-coaster
That's why I like to always do the most tho
Though I don't know how I handle it
I'm more an unserious candidate
No stress, all flex. Oh yes
Like a bank, tryna keep the interest
Pristine, it's a dream, God bless
Bad times, good vibes man I guess it's a

Guess it's a party, forreal
Guess it's a party, forreal
Guess it's a party, forreal
Real, real, real, real, real

Also a hopeless romantic
Always act frantic
Devil wears prada while dancing
Cause I feel the enemies when I'm in the tango
Though gotta thank God I'm handsome
Say I brag too much but you know that its true
They don't like me cause I'm weird, bitch I'm cute
Get all this attention yet nothing i do
I just state facts of the things that I suit
And I slack too much, 18 was catch up
Now a big boss, time to act up
Though I can't talk, I'm too random
For my L's, yeah I'm the only answer
But switching up the riff raff
Changing up the chit chat
Introverted extrovert but now I'm tryna get that
Level where connections are the only things I get back
Last year as a teen so I'm really tryna fix that
Rapping is the dream so I'm really tryna get that
Parents want a hobby but I'm really tryna get bags
Party in the lobby that's the boujee type of rich I'm
Tryna go get man
Tryna go set man
Tryna not sell out but my shows will be a hit man
I don't need a barcode to show that I'm a hit man
Even when I'm blue, hero mode I'm the tick man
Different type of shit, and
Tipping heights to build them
Even with my girl, ain't no rush
Know Bugsey said that
Even with my world, know the rush is just a setback
Pristine, it's a dream, God bless
It's a
Bad times, good vibes
Man I guess that it's a

No stress, all flex. Oh yes
Like a bank, tryna keep the interest
Pristine, it's a dream, God bless
Bad times, good vibes man I guess it's a

Guess it's a party, forreal
Guess it's a party, forreal
Guess it's a party, forreal
Guess it's a party, forreal
Guess it's a party, forreal
Guess it's a party, forreal
Guess it's a party, forreal
Guess it's a party, forreal
Guess it's a party, forreal
Guess it's a party, forreal
Guess it's a party, forreal
Guess it's a party, forreal