Another Trip Around the Sun

Another trip around the sun
Nigga getting older
World getting colder
Wake up in the morning with a chip on my shoulder
I can't brush it off, getting lost in the motions
Damn...
What's the cost of emotion
Numb to the world but I can't break focus
I won't go another fucking day feeling hopeless
Only thing these niggas keep at bay is the ocean
I can tell I can see it in your face
All that hate gone hurt
It's gone put you in your place, yeah
Slow it down, why you tryina keep my pace
I been running marathons, give a fuck about a race, yeah
Who that there, who that there
How do that there, it just ain't fair
The way he move on the track like he float through air then double back so relaxed, why they stop and stare
Like
How many niggas want it
How many niggas really fucking with the kid on a level like this, huh?
Throw five on it
Catch smoke, go ghost, bending corners like this, huh?
Eyes low but a nigga won't miss none
Hot lead pop heads
Make a nigga drop dead
Had to cook him like some motherfucking Dim Sum
Fuck a strap, bitch nigga, get your fists up
On your ass where you end cause you slipped up
Lay a nigga down tryina come up on a quick buck
Shit luck, leave him slumped, get his bitch touched
Switched up, now she on my dick tryina lick nuts
How many niggas want it
How many niggas really fucking with the kid on a level like this, huh?
Throw five on it
Catch smoke, go ghost, bending corners like