FUTUR3 MAN
On Squad
At the crossroad where it all unfolds
Takin all these pills to calm me
Add addiction to his name
Thinking that is where its leading
Down this road its more likely
Family told me go and slow down
Future man is looking fragile
If I don't make a new change now
What I don't want will be me
What they want, is just a dream
What they think is what they get
Future man is talking back now
Asking why did you make me
Thinking that we makin millions
At the crossroad, maybe so
Now we're fighting for our soul now
What they think is what they get
Oh my,
Ten years in the future
Rollin
Take a chance right now, cuz this crossroad fading
Take it
Or fade right back to the ground, your clock is ticking
Live it up through the day, til tomorrow
And when it comes, die with nothing
So sad to see it all unfolding
In the ground, before they sproutin
Where they die young, potential gone
Cuz they flyin with the angels
I really dont wanna see it no more
To go before they time though
Even though they flyin high
Just wish they soarin while they living, aye
What they want, is just a dream
What they think is what they get
Future man is talking back now
Asking why did you make me
Thinking that we makin millions
At the crossroad, maybe so
Now we're fighting for our soul now
What they think is what they get
At the crossroad where it all unfolds
Takin all these pills to calm me
Add addiction to his name
Thinking that is where its leading
Down this road its more likely
Family told me go and slow down
Future man is looking fragile
If I don't make a new change now
What I don't want will be me
What they want, is just a dream
What they think is what they get
Future man is talking back now
Asking why did you make me
Thinking that we makin millions
At the crossroad, maybe so
Now we're fighting for our soul now
What they think is what they get
Oh my,
Ten years in the future
Rollin
Take a chance right now, cuz this crossroad fading
Take it
Or fade right back to the ground, your clock is ticking
Live it up through the day, til tomorrow
And when it comes, die with nothing
So sad to see it all unfolding
In the ground, before they sproutin
Where they die young, potential gone
Cuz they flyin with the angels
I really dont wanna see it no more
To go before they time though
Even though they flyin high
Just wish they soarin while they living, aye
What they want, is just a dream
What they think is what they get
Future man is talking back now
Asking why did you make me
Thinking that we makin millions
At the crossroad, maybe so
Now we're fighting for our soul now
What they think is what they get
Credits
Writer(s): Briceson Lamar Lee
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