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Look
I was away
Hours away
I just might blow up today
Family like hip hurray
Let's have a parade
I'm about to graduate
I'ma need me some cake
Good care of myself Ima take
Roll with the bounce
I'ma skate
Mornings early
Nights are late
Make the music
Let it play
The best time is today
Right now
Yeah yeah
Breaking generational
Curses you already know
Of course I had to let em know
The pain I had to let it go
All it did was help me grow
It's time to move we on the roll
This is the Chris Hovers show
I'm bouta to show you how to float
Criss Angel did it better tho
Raise the volume crescendo
The women dancing let her go
Even when she tryyna drive the boat
She moving in stilettos though
So, don't let her fall to the floor
You better be on your toes
Type of heat that produce the toast
But we cool so let's have a toast
No beef for the roast
Might just crack a couple jokes
Don't let it get out of control
It's all love from the soul
Good food so we bringing bowls
Heat and butter for the dinner rolls
Make sure you take a plate to go
Woah

Hours away
If I had a record I'd brake it today
Right on your face
Right in your ears before it's too late
So I say my grace
Continue to finish what's here on my plate
The beat I just ate
I get right into it
This is my escape
It's a sacred place
A beautiful wonderland where I can skate
Can break through the gates
Killing conformity
Crushing like grapes
Then I drink the wine
I look in the bottle
Yeah it's all divine
It's all by design
Yeah I know it's coming
I know it's my time
Yea I know what's mines
It's my time to shine
I been in the shade
It's time for the lime
Been mixing the lemonade
Settled for dimes
And I can't stand it
Been putting in work but been underhanded
So now I'm demanding
The way that I'm starting to think is expanding
I want me a mansion
I want me some land that's so outlandish
Feel like a new planet
Some marvelous shit
They can't understand it
They can't ride the wave
They can't steal the flow
Cuz niggas be bandits
Swiper no swiping
We ain't going have it