Arrival
It's blurry but I can see it
Getting closer
I'm speedin
160 They cant believe it
200 Hunnid
How fast they breathin
We way ahead of the seasons
I'm skippin winter for reasons
Too cold to be told right now and I mean it
If I gave you my heart
That's yours so you can keep it
If you break it
I ain't mad but bitch I ain't replacing shit
Yes it took me time I must admit
From Desk jams to GarageBand to this
Had a bro at the back of the class watchin me spit
Now these hoes with a back full of ass want some d-d-d
I dont got no time for that
Check the wrist
Shit
Got no watch
Been a bad kid for christmas
Ain't focus on the present
I'm stuck thinkin what's next
And I can feel the stress
So i step on that pedal man
They don't work hard and still ask for medals
Damn
That's makes less cents than hookers at prayer camp
Who probably make a lot
Cuz religion a big scam
But that's a topic I ain't touching yet
Just tryna land
I can see it huh
It's coming up shit I can feel it huh
What's the deal huh
I hope the city lookin pretty
Past the smoke
I'm at the gate
Hush
Mayday
Mayday
I saw a man fully naked
And I'm sure it ain't RayJ
Do you get me dog
I Saw his clock and it's plenty Long
I asked
What you doin w that chainsaw
Guess I'm driving
With no brakes
Cuz I can't stop
Can't remember how I got here
Like in Bangkok
But no Cooper just Mini
I Draw loops
Around the city
If you ain't loopin this MIDI
You missin out
And that's a pitty dog
Getting closer
I'm speedin
160 They cant believe it
200 Hunnid
How fast they breathin
We way ahead of the seasons
I'm skippin winter for reasons
Too cold to be told right now and I mean it
If I gave you my heart
That's yours so you can keep it
If you break it
I ain't mad but bitch I ain't replacing shit
Yes it took me time I must admit
From Desk jams to GarageBand to this
Had a bro at the back of the class watchin me spit
Now these hoes with a back full of ass want some d-d-d
I dont got no time for that
Check the wrist
Shit
Got no watch
Been a bad kid for christmas
Ain't focus on the present
I'm stuck thinkin what's next
And I can feel the stress
So i step on that pedal man
They don't work hard and still ask for medals
Damn
That's makes less cents than hookers at prayer camp
Who probably make a lot
Cuz religion a big scam
But that's a topic I ain't touching yet
Just tryna land
I can see it huh
It's coming up shit I can feel it huh
What's the deal huh
I hope the city lookin pretty
Past the smoke
I'm at the gate
Hush
Mayday
Mayday
I saw a man fully naked
And I'm sure it ain't RayJ
Do you get me dog
I Saw his clock and it's plenty Long
I asked
What you doin w that chainsaw
Guess I'm driving
With no brakes
Cuz I can't stop
Can't remember how I got here
Like in Bangkok
But no Cooper just Mini
I Draw loops
Around the city
If you ain't loopin this MIDI
You missin out
And that's a pitty dog
Credits
Writer(s): Rohan Singh
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