wondering bout life after a cancelled interview
Ayo shoutout Mayor Penguin Music
Who has 24 beats available over on Instagram
Just go over there search Mayor Penguin Music
You'll find the account give him your email
Just download the beats make a mixtape
Let's get that shit
I think about tomorrow and I just wanna grow
I wonder bout who gon be round for the final show
I think about the future
Maybe stuck on the past
I love the fruits of everything we do to make it last
Soul soothing
Band-Aid removing
Inner healing through exterior dealings
Chasing lust through all these fake feelings
Breaking ceilings
Shattering patterns bottom of the bottle
Capturing all sorts of broken laughter
Watch as I blast off right into space
Ghosting you without a trace
Sorry if I had to change face
It was starting to get lame
I know my anger I couldn't maintain
So touching road solo I had to embrace
Catch me in the kitchen eating cake alone
While contemplating mistakes
While watching the after show
Mind melting while I'm waiting
For all the credits to roll
What comes next
No one ever knows
We just float as the cold wind blows
Yeah they told me
My house of cards won't ever fold
But just to make sure I sealed it
All up with all the liquid gold
The damage is done now the story is old
But we hit replay and
Drift off right into the cold
I think about tomorrow and I just wanna grow
I wonder bout who gon be round for the final show
I think about the future
Maybe stuck on the past
I love the fruits of everything we do to make it last
I think about tomorrow and I just wanna grow
I wonder bout who gon be round for the final show
I think about the future
Maybe stuck on the past
I love the fruits of everything we do to make it last
The whirlwind eclipses the vision
The hurt settles in
If this is winning
Then I definitely miss willing in sinning
Was definitely a lot more fun
When I let the addictions control my runs
Discipline missing
My dick erupting with anyone
Sleep deprivation in abundance
Life of self-imposed sufferance
Knowing the wonders of dopamine chasing
Caffeine get the pupils dilating
Keep it legal but push my brain to erasing
Video games and television replays
Flipped the gears and switched up lanes
Workaholic focused on mandates
Past peers learned what it is to hate
I learned to unapologetically demonstrate
With tact and grace that greatness
Gon be a thing associated with my name
Fuck what you saying
If you ain't over here down to ride
Is lately the feeling I fear starting to come to life
Bring shit to the table before you even apply
Everyone a rapper what you do that's fly
I think about tomorrow and I just wanna grow
I wonder bout who gon be round for the final show
I think about the future
Maybe stuck on the past
I love the fruits of everything we do to make it last
Who has 24 beats available over on Instagram
Just go over there search Mayor Penguin Music
You'll find the account give him your email
Just download the beats make a mixtape
Let's get that shit
I think about tomorrow and I just wanna grow
I wonder bout who gon be round for the final show
I think about the future
Maybe stuck on the past
I love the fruits of everything we do to make it last
Soul soothing
Band-Aid removing
Inner healing through exterior dealings
Chasing lust through all these fake feelings
Breaking ceilings
Shattering patterns bottom of the bottle
Capturing all sorts of broken laughter
Watch as I blast off right into space
Ghosting you without a trace
Sorry if I had to change face
It was starting to get lame
I know my anger I couldn't maintain
So touching road solo I had to embrace
Catch me in the kitchen eating cake alone
While contemplating mistakes
While watching the after show
Mind melting while I'm waiting
For all the credits to roll
What comes next
No one ever knows
We just float as the cold wind blows
Yeah they told me
My house of cards won't ever fold
But just to make sure I sealed it
All up with all the liquid gold
The damage is done now the story is old
But we hit replay and
Drift off right into the cold
I think about tomorrow and I just wanna grow
I wonder bout who gon be round for the final show
I think about the future
Maybe stuck on the past
I love the fruits of everything we do to make it last
I think about tomorrow and I just wanna grow
I wonder bout who gon be round for the final show
I think about the future
Maybe stuck on the past
I love the fruits of everything we do to make it last
The whirlwind eclipses the vision
The hurt settles in
If this is winning
Then I definitely miss willing in sinning
Was definitely a lot more fun
When I let the addictions control my runs
Discipline missing
My dick erupting with anyone
Sleep deprivation in abundance
Life of self-imposed sufferance
Knowing the wonders of dopamine chasing
Caffeine get the pupils dilating
Keep it legal but push my brain to erasing
Video games and television replays
Flipped the gears and switched up lanes
Workaholic focused on mandates
Past peers learned what it is to hate
I learned to unapologetically demonstrate
With tact and grace that greatness
Gon be a thing associated with my name
Fuck what you saying
If you ain't over here down to ride
Is lately the feeling I fear starting to come to life
Bring shit to the table before you even apply
Everyone a rapper what you do that's fly
I think about tomorrow and I just wanna grow
I wonder bout who gon be round for the final show
I think about the future
Maybe stuck on the past
I love the fruits of everything we do to make it last
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Writer(s): Holden Roy
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