1826
Thinking and driving
I ain't drunk
I think I'm arriving
On my way up
I know it's people
Probably hoping wishing
That I don't exist
They want to see me cotton pick
Like it's 1826
I ain't faded from a sip
I just fade in the abyss
Oh my God
Oh my God
Might just take another hit
I'm up high
I'm up high
Outer space and then I drift
Weaving through these evil entities
That came with fake intent
I shift
Through space and time without a ship
I ain't powerless
So ain't no need for me to power trip
I just came to do my thing
Bang
Then I'm out of it
Tell me it was all a dream
Dang
Never doubted
I'm
Thinking and driving
I ain't drunk
I think I'm arriving
On my way up
I know it's people
Probably hoping wishing
That I don't exist
They want to see me work for free
Like it's 1826
When I drive like this
When I think about a rhyme like this
Even when I dive
Deep into my mind like this
I be thinking
Oh my
Who can really have a mind like this
Psycho thoughts
Every time I spit
And time gone tick
If time exist
But I don't really know if time exist
So Ima tell you one time that's it
I need what I'm owed
I got crazy control
But craniums roll
In all of my verses when making a song
A lot of people probably say that I'm wrong
I might agree
But they singing along
Doing my thing
So leave me alone
Mad because they don't agree with my tone
I be in my zone
Thinking and driving
I ain't drunk
I think I'm arriving
On my way up
I know it's people
Probably hoping wishing
That I don't exist
They want to throw me on a ship
Like it's 1826
But I'm a abolitionist
Breaking out of every shackle in this bitch
I was raised up to battle and resist
Price to pay
When you black and ignorant
So I read up
I never chill or throw my feet up
I can have everything
And Ima be up
Like I'm in a rut
And stay on the grind like I'm tryna re-up
You never change
You trying to be stuck
You say that we lame
But trying to be us
I ain't no thing
I cannot be touched
Think I heard bing
The timer is up
Tick tock tick tock
Race for the tip top
Got me on Tik Tok
Trying to get buzz
I will never flip flop
Even if I went pop
Bet that my shit pop
Like it does
Thinking and driving
I ain't drunk
I think I'm arriving
On my way up
I know it's people
Probably hoping wishing
That I don't exist
They want to see me in a ditch
But that's just a hopeless wish
I ain't drunk
I think I'm arriving
On my way up
I know it's people
Probably hoping wishing
That I don't exist
They want to see me cotton pick
Like it's 1826
I ain't faded from a sip
I just fade in the abyss
Oh my God
Oh my God
Might just take another hit
I'm up high
I'm up high
Outer space and then I drift
Weaving through these evil entities
That came with fake intent
I shift
Through space and time without a ship
I ain't powerless
So ain't no need for me to power trip
I just came to do my thing
Bang
Then I'm out of it
Tell me it was all a dream
Dang
Never doubted
I'm
Thinking and driving
I ain't drunk
I think I'm arriving
On my way up
I know it's people
Probably hoping wishing
That I don't exist
They want to see me work for free
Like it's 1826
When I drive like this
When I think about a rhyme like this
Even when I dive
Deep into my mind like this
I be thinking
Oh my
Who can really have a mind like this
Psycho thoughts
Every time I spit
And time gone tick
If time exist
But I don't really know if time exist
So Ima tell you one time that's it
I need what I'm owed
I got crazy control
But craniums roll
In all of my verses when making a song
A lot of people probably say that I'm wrong
I might agree
But they singing along
Doing my thing
So leave me alone
Mad because they don't agree with my tone
I be in my zone
Thinking and driving
I ain't drunk
I think I'm arriving
On my way up
I know it's people
Probably hoping wishing
That I don't exist
They want to throw me on a ship
Like it's 1826
But I'm a abolitionist
Breaking out of every shackle in this bitch
I was raised up to battle and resist
Price to pay
When you black and ignorant
So I read up
I never chill or throw my feet up
I can have everything
And Ima be up
Like I'm in a rut
And stay on the grind like I'm tryna re-up
You never change
You trying to be stuck
You say that we lame
But trying to be us
I ain't no thing
I cannot be touched
Think I heard bing
The timer is up
Tick tock tick tock
Race for the tip top
Got me on Tik Tok
Trying to get buzz
I will never flip flop
Even if I went pop
Bet that my shit pop
Like it does
Thinking and driving
I ain't drunk
I think I'm arriving
On my way up
I know it's people
Probably hoping wishing
That I don't exist
They want to see me in a ditch
But that's just a hopeless wish
Credits
Writer(s): Khalil Burdine
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