Seen a Lot
Yeah, uhn, look
Yeah, uhn
I seen a lot that's why I wrote this
And even though I'm acting calm my thoughts still roam like nomads
I'm in competition with myself
I'm fighting some of these throwbacks
They remind me of a time when I was focusing on your plans
Dang, these days I'm focused on a pole dance
Preoccupied with living in a bottle and a gold flask
No cap, traded bible pages for rolling papers
Burnt through my whole stash
I'm steady on my grind for things that won't last
Bruh, I really don't know how to go back
Experience is the best teacher
I wish she would have shown less
Her cold clasp, held on to both hands
She keeping close tabs
Nobody makes it out alive
I'm tired of the whole class
Making it out of the deficit
Chasing stability, promise to never leave
But if it ever happens then I'm pleading insanity
I'm not a friend of me, I'm my own enemy
I can't depend on me, I should be scared of me
Slave to my tendencies coupled with vanity
Less than half of the man that I know that I'm meant to be
It's a long way to go yeah
I've been stuck way too long here
I'm tryna make it back home
Make it home yeah yeah yeah yeah
It's a long way to go yeah
I've been stuck way too long here
I'm tryna make it back home
Make it home yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm still struggling with desires that could kill me
On this journey shuffling between the trials like a pilgrim
Wait how am I supposed to be the one giving guidance to these children
How am I supposed to know the way to go when my heart been like a whirlwind
It's heavy on rotation
And at the rate I'm going I just might need a replacement
Just put me on the wait-list
The bpm been peaking when I'm running out of patience
And they tell me grace is free but I feel I'm running out of payments
So I tell the preacher man pardon me, please sir can we take ten
I'm passing out on pavements
Interventions? yeah make plans
Regardless of the metric yo its gonna take some great lengths
To pull me out these depths that I've been reaching in this cave man
Dang, a neanderthal in modern times
Looking in the fire and I'm mortified
There's more to life, more to riches than the dimes
More to living than to die
I know I've seen a lot, but I've seen enough to know there's more to find
It's a long way to go yeah
I've been stuck way too long here
I'm tryna make it back home
Make it home yeah yeah yeah yeah
It's a long way to go yeah
I've been stuck way too long here
I'm tryna make it back home
Make it home yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, uhn
I seen a lot that's why I wrote this
And even though I'm acting calm my thoughts still roam like nomads
I'm in competition with myself
I'm fighting some of these throwbacks
They remind me of a time when I was focusing on your plans
Dang, these days I'm focused on a pole dance
Preoccupied with living in a bottle and a gold flask
No cap, traded bible pages for rolling papers
Burnt through my whole stash
I'm steady on my grind for things that won't last
Bruh, I really don't know how to go back
Experience is the best teacher
I wish she would have shown less
Her cold clasp, held on to both hands
She keeping close tabs
Nobody makes it out alive
I'm tired of the whole class
Making it out of the deficit
Chasing stability, promise to never leave
But if it ever happens then I'm pleading insanity
I'm not a friend of me, I'm my own enemy
I can't depend on me, I should be scared of me
Slave to my tendencies coupled with vanity
Less than half of the man that I know that I'm meant to be
It's a long way to go yeah
I've been stuck way too long here
I'm tryna make it back home
Make it home yeah yeah yeah yeah
It's a long way to go yeah
I've been stuck way too long here
I'm tryna make it back home
Make it home yeah yeah yeah yeah
I'm still struggling with desires that could kill me
On this journey shuffling between the trials like a pilgrim
Wait how am I supposed to be the one giving guidance to these children
How am I supposed to know the way to go when my heart been like a whirlwind
It's heavy on rotation
And at the rate I'm going I just might need a replacement
Just put me on the wait-list
The bpm been peaking when I'm running out of patience
And they tell me grace is free but I feel I'm running out of payments
So I tell the preacher man pardon me, please sir can we take ten
I'm passing out on pavements
Interventions? yeah make plans
Regardless of the metric yo its gonna take some great lengths
To pull me out these depths that I've been reaching in this cave man
Dang, a neanderthal in modern times
Looking in the fire and I'm mortified
There's more to life, more to riches than the dimes
More to living than to die
I know I've seen a lot, but I've seen enough to know there's more to find
It's a long way to go yeah
I've been stuck way too long here
I'm tryna make it back home
Make it home yeah yeah yeah yeah
It's a long way to go yeah
I've been stuck way too long here
I'm tryna make it back home
Make it home yeah yeah yeah yeah
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Writer(s): Oluseyi Osinaike
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