Lack Thereof
I can't believe how fast time flew us by
Looking out the window thinking bout them dollar signs as a young kid fantasizing bout The mansion size
But not focusing on the road beneath us as it flies by
Bye bye to the journey, all I had in mind was the end goal I was yearning for
Now I'm just a lonely guy, chasing for that holy high
Just to feel childlike again, is life a friend or foe
Looking back, what a fool, my management concerning
All the family time burning while I'm worrying bout earnings, man
Fuck money, fuck fame, fuck a family fortune
Only fortunate families are the ones without extortion
I am talking bout those who fill up plates with equal portions and
Enough love to dish out everybody 40 courses, family tree enormous
Need a gorgeous stable for like 40 horses, yeah I'm talking 40 porches lined up in the Family fortress
Cuz if I got a Porsche then you got one too
Gotta make sure the fam sitting comfortable
Get the bag and spread it all around if I fucks witchu
Praying all day, one day that all my dreams come true
Come true, come true
Come true, come true
Come true, come true
Ha, yeah, see that's my inner trauma
First I reminisce about the past then worry bout the commas
Cuz society built upon making all the dimes until it's time to die
A system constructed to cut family ties
I know I'm a hypocrite for saying imma spoil the fam
But I gotta pay em back for all the time wasted on Instagram
This again, that again, inhaling the contraband
Just to make a decision, lacking true intuition
Only because inhibition sets me off, only because
Premonition got me over prepping for my lack thereof
Over stepping living in the moment, gotta focus, bitch I know this, bitch I own this
Hit ignition, I'm gonna blast off
Mentally, physically, hone my abilities, work metaphysically, all the above
Giggity giggity, quit acting quizzically, keep the acclivity, never give up
Find your tranquility and keep it swimmingly, family matters, the money will come
That is enough, when push come to shove, you'll know what to do and fit in like a glove
Now I think that I've found my grounding
Ring the bells, my true calling is sounding
Celebration everywhere, self care astounding
This track is profounding, my own diss track that's propounded by me
The truth, the truth
The truth, the truth
Aw yeah, come true, come true, come true
Tell em, take it away now
Looking out the window thinking bout them dollar signs as a young kid fantasizing bout The mansion size
But not focusing on the road beneath us as it flies by
Bye bye to the journey, all I had in mind was the end goal I was yearning for
Now I'm just a lonely guy, chasing for that holy high
Just to feel childlike again, is life a friend or foe
Looking back, what a fool, my management concerning
All the family time burning while I'm worrying bout earnings, man
Fuck money, fuck fame, fuck a family fortune
Only fortunate families are the ones without extortion
I am talking bout those who fill up plates with equal portions and
Enough love to dish out everybody 40 courses, family tree enormous
Need a gorgeous stable for like 40 horses, yeah I'm talking 40 porches lined up in the Family fortress
Cuz if I got a Porsche then you got one too
Gotta make sure the fam sitting comfortable
Get the bag and spread it all around if I fucks witchu
Praying all day, one day that all my dreams come true
Come true, come true
Come true, come true
Come true, come true
Ha, yeah, see that's my inner trauma
First I reminisce about the past then worry bout the commas
Cuz society built upon making all the dimes until it's time to die
A system constructed to cut family ties
I know I'm a hypocrite for saying imma spoil the fam
But I gotta pay em back for all the time wasted on Instagram
This again, that again, inhaling the contraband
Just to make a decision, lacking true intuition
Only because inhibition sets me off, only because
Premonition got me over prepping for my lack thereof
Over stepping living in the moment, gotta focus, bitch I know this, bitch I own this
Hit ignition, I'm gonna blast off
Mentally, physically, hone my abilities, work metaphysically, all the above
Giggity giggity, quit acting quizzically, keep the acclivity, never give up
Find your tranquility and keep it swimmingly, family matters, the money will come
That is enough, when push come to shove, you'll know what to do and fit in like a glove
Now I think that I've found my grounding
Ring the bells, my true calling is sounding
Celebration everywhere, self care astounding
This track is profounding, my own diss track that's propounded by me
The truth, the truth
The truth, the truth
Aw yeah, come true, come true, come true
Tell em, take it away now
Credits
Writer(s): Evan Kielty
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