On-Time
Lotta people hate that I turned okay
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Don't wait up
Don't wait up don't sit so frozen
Since young, I thought I was chosen
I was training for these moments like young Goten
I was training for these moments like DeRozan
God put sword and shields on tongue I'm finna expose them
Niggas that model just like friends, real good posin'
If I die I die the one with heart most golden
Yeah
I stack tracks on tracks that's just my day shit, yeah
Pyschadelic's got me out here spacin', yeah
Independent, I ain't stressin' placements, yeah
I got shit to say my thoughts is racin', yeah
Lotta people that just need a fair shake
I'mma get this right and make it all straight
I got love for you but is that love same
Lotta people hate that I turned okay
Lotta people hate that I turned okay
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Lotta people hate that I turned okay
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Lotta people hate that I turned okay
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Empty rooms I try to fill with answers, yeah
You makin' faces when I say I'm cancer, yeah
Just left the city I'm a broke freelancer, yeah
When in a room with vultures you a dancer
I'm bumping Toro on my work commutes, yeah
Got some shit to ask you, you say shoot, yeah
Are you home and can I stay the night
I'll make you dinner we could improvise
Won't stay long won't get too cooped
Gotta hit the streets now gotta recoup
I'm independent don't gotta recoup
I get money every month off tunes
And who woulda thought here's one 'bout you
Who woulda thought these words might move
Lots more to do still tryna make due
Lots more to do still tryna make due
Your last man was an artist on cold
I hope that's not your M.O
You flip dreams like G's flip O's
I won't sleep, no dreamin' on road
You like Dev Hynes I like Hov
Came from the hood, you came from the cove
Yo friends put white stuff in nose
My friends only inhale green smoke
I'm never on time
You're never offline
Should they know your whole life
You could be more whole in life
I'm never on time
You're never offline
Should they know your whole life
You could be more whole in life
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Don't wait up
Don't wait up don't sit so frozen
Since young, I thought I was chosen
I was training for these moments like young Goten
I was training for these moments like DeRozan
God put sword and shields on tongue I'm finna expose them
Niggas that model just like friends, real good posin'
If I die I die the one with heart most golden
Yeah
I stack tracks on tracks that's just my day shit, yeah
Pyschadelic's got me out here spacin', yeah
Independent, I ain't stressin' placements, yeah
I got shit to say my thoughts is racin', yeah
Lotta people that just need a fair shake
I'mma get this right and make it all straight
I got love for you but is that love same
Lotta people hate that I turned okay
Lotta people hate that I turned okay
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Lotta people hate that I turned okay
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Lotta people hate that I turned okay
Lotta hate for me, you don't say
Empty rooms I try to fill with answers, yeah
You makin' faces when I say I'm cancer, yeah
Just left the city I'm a broke freelancer, yeah
When in a room with vultures you a dancer
I'm bumping Toro on my work commutes, yeah
Got some shit to ask you, you say shoot, yeah
Are you home and can I stay the night
I'll make you dinner we could improvise
Won't stay long won't get too cooped
Gotta hit the streets now gotta recoup
I'm independent don't gotta recoup
I get money every month off tunes
And who woulda thought here's one 'bout you
Who woulda thought these words might move
Lots more to do still tryna make due
Lots more to do still tryna make due
Your last man was an artist on cold
I hope that's not your M.O
You flip dreams like G's flip O's
I won't sleep, no dreamin' on road
You like Dev Hynes I like Hov
Came from the hood, you came from the cove
Yo friends put white stuff in nose
My friends only inhale green smoke
I'm never on time
You're never offline
Should they know your whole life
You could be more whole in life
I'm never on time
You're never offline
Should they know your whole life
You could be more whole in life
Credits
Writer(s): Pakamile Kuuya
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