Breathe
Reach up - picture me not giving a fuck
Peace love n occasionally smacking fools at the club
Pick up an ounce burn it like it was a dub
I could make gold out of anything I touch
We stuck - riding round n she gon get
Pieced up - beat it up till the morning
Latest version of myself I'm riding in my time machine
I'm lightin up another what n coasting thru these memories
Hey - Easy come easy goes
I done had alot to drink
I done had a lot of hoes
No control
Almost met the reaper bout a week ago
I could show you round the springs but you could never even know
Why to this day I just gotta go n coast
40 to the face - cigarette smoke
I could take you back blood every on track
Throw away a rack what's it mean if I ain't happy where I'm at
I ain't rapping I'm just tracking all my feelings thru these texts
Gassin up myself I got this fire in my chest
Blow another rack, ratchet up a strap,
Turn a couple tools
Freeze my ass off n make that money back
Yeah
That's what I been up to,
N nothing else, if nothing else
You should know that I'm something else
They spawned me in the depths of hell I'm devilishly handsome n I'm dressed to kill
Yes that's real
Latest version of myself
I'm riding in my time machine
I'm lighting up another what n coasting thru these memories
I just wanna breathe I just wanna go
I'm just really fearing god tryin to experience the most
I don't need to know
I'm just tryna grow
I'm just tryna get it send a letter my address is on the road
Never been the type to strike a pose
I'm more of burn the paper scribble down some prose
I'm living in the trees I'm meditating on my pros
N if a con decides to come I guess that's how it goes
Mastering my life, I level after level up
Still got to learn but love a lot n live it up
N if I died today that shit would suck
But at least I could make peace with all the things that I have done
I could put a hit on you in Colorado if I really wanted look me in the eyes
N tell me I ain't being honest
Fuckin way she goes
Classic in the kitchen with a ratchet
Case closed
Peace love n occasionally smacking fools at the club
Pick up an ounce burn it like it was a dub
I could make gold out of anything I touch
We stuck - riding round n she gon get
Pieced up - beat it up till the morning
Latest version of myself I'm riding in my time machine
I'm lightin up another what n coasting thru these memories
Hey - Easy come easy goes
I done had alot to drink
I done had a lot of hoes
No control
Almost met the reaper bout a week ago
I could show you round the springs but you could never even know
Why to this day I just gotta go n coast
40 to the face - cigarette smoke
I could take you back blood every on track
Throw away a rack what's it mean if I ain't happy where I'm at
I ain't rapping I'm just tracking all my feelings thru these texts
Gassin up myself I got this fire in my chest
Blow another rack, ratchet up a strap,
Turn a couple tools
Freeze my ass off n make that money back
Yeah
That's what I been up to,
N nothing else, if nothing else
You should know that I'm something else
They spawned me in the depths of hell I'm devilishly handsome n I'm dressed to kill
Yes that's real
Latest version of myself
I'm riding in my time machine
I'm lighting up another what n coasting thru these memories
I just wanna breathe I just wanna go
I'm just really fearing god tryin to experience the most
I don't need to know
I'm just tryna grow
I'm just tryna get it send a letter my address is on the road
Never been the type to strike a pose
I'm more of burn the paper scribble down some prose
I'm living in the trees I'm meditating on my pros
N if a con decides to come I guess that's how it goes
Mastering my life, I level after level up
Still got to learn but love a lot n live it up
N if I died today that shit would suck
But at least I could make peace with all the things that I have done
I could put a hit on you in Colorado if I really wanted look me in the eyes
N tell me I ain't being honest
Fuckin way she goes
Classic in the kitchen with a ratchet
Case closed
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Taylor
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