The Landing
Today was my first night, out of town and into a big world
Through the window I see my future not too far away
Blinds are closed but they open a little every day
And I'm thinking about the past, all my memories fade away
Who cares if I stick the landing right away
Who cares? Who cares? Who
Digging till I find some gold, a pocket full would fill the mold
Pushing boundaries so I'm told, I'd like to think that I can withhold
I feel it in my soul, and it's out of control
I'm digging a hole, but the shovel's a pole
So what is my goal? I wish I knew
So many people like me that really just, really just don't know what to do
And we all got shit that we're going through, but we cover it up
Tattoo, put it aside to forget about
With some drugs, nic and some booze
So what's our goal
Where do we land
I remember back when I was in eighth grade
When I cared about them birthdays and not getting paid
Sometimes I wonder if that's the happiest I'd ever be
I'm like a dog itching a flee, like I'm a queen with no bees
Like I'm in England looking for tea, but I'm in 1773
Who the fuck am I supposed to be? Let's all agree to disagree
Life is what you make of it, is what I was told when I was three
After years of learning my ABC's
Still no luck I'm stranded at sea
Fuck am I supposed to be free
With no key
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking it slow, I'm taking it slow
I'm making it right because I want to grow
I'm taking it slow, I'm taking it slow
I'm making it right cause I know imma grow
I'm taking it slow, I'm taking it slow
I'm making it right cause I know imma grow
I'm taking it slow, I'm taking it slow
I'm making it right cause I know imma grow
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
Today was my first night out of town and into a big world
Through the window I see my future not too far away
Blinds are closed but they open a little every day
And I'm thinking about the past, all my memories fade away
Who cares if I stick the landing right away
Who cares? Who cares?
Okay, let's move to all the bullshit and trap rapping
My grandma told me not to do drugs in college
So I'm sitting here making beats off a Mac and some knowledge
Got a kitchen in the dorm, cooking stew with some smolage
Shoutouts to Kanye West, but I'm not dropping out
Gotta get my business degree before heading out
And speaking of degrees, I made close from the third
Didn't make racks oh well, not too concerned
Soon realized that I wanted to be heard
A degree don't mean shit unless you're being incurred
My presence on the stage is the shit that I yearn
Rap-singing and producing till my cords have been burned
Now I'm putting in the work till my discog has been detected
Fuck the hooligans and lowlifes thinking they can best me
Even the boosters at my back quit after a couple of months
Now they're missing their degrees, smoking crack-loaded blunts
Too busy putting up their fronts, and practicing their stunts
Now I'm building up my future, I'm constructing with shunts
Man, I feel like I'm infected, what could I expect
Music's the only thing making me feel like I'm protected
Yeah, I'm trying to find my place like a bus made Ferrari
Cause I'm testing different sounds, call me A$AP Rocky
Little bit of sugar and some milk into the coffee
Gulp it down or turn it off, either way it's got replay
Feel like I'm Nemo, how I'm finding my way
Swimming through the ocean, yeah I know it's cliche
Still looking for my Dory, I'm a little bit fey
But I've got too many ideas, yeah my mind's a buffet
The music's super sweet and creamy, call it parfait
Career starts here, I'm all underway
I'm reserving my spot with the greats like Tunechi
Te quieres la musica porque no hablo franceis
I know in four years my life will have changed
So I'm not wasting my time making sure I'm entertained
I'll look back on the song with all the shit I've obtained
And find myself thinking that the landing was gauged
Through the window I see my future not too far away
Blinds are closed but they open a little every day
And I'm thinking about the past, all my memories fade away
Who cares if I stick the landing right away
Who cares? Who cares? Who
Digging till I find some gold, a pocket full would fill the mold
Pushing boundaries so I'm told, I'd like to think that I can withhold
I feel it in my soul, and it's out of control
I'm digging a hole, but the shovel's a pole
So what is my goal? I wish I knew
So many people like me that really just, really just don't know what to do
And we all got shit that we're going through, but we cover it up
Tattoo, put it aside to forget about
With some drugs, nic and some booze
So what's our goal
Where do we land
I remember back when I was in eighth grade
When I cared about them birthdays and not getting paid
Sometimes I wonder if that's the happiest I'd ever be
I'm like a dog itching a flee, like I'm a queen with no bees
Like I'm in England looking for tea, but I'm in 1773
Who the fuck am I supposed to be? Let's all agree to disagree
Life is what you make of it, is what I was told when I was three
After years of learning my ABC's
Still no luck I'm stranded at sea
Fuck am I supposed to be free
With no key
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking it slow, I'm taking it slow
I'm making it right because I want to grow
I'm taking it slow, I'm taking it slow
I'm making it right cause I know imma grow
I'm taking it slow, I'm taking it slow
I'm making it right cause I know imma grow
I'm taking it slow, I'm taking it slow
I'm making it right cause I know imma grow
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
I'm taking my time, I'm taking my time
I'm doing it right so I can survive
Today was my first night out of town and into a big world
Through the window I see my future not too far away
Blinds are closed but they open a little every day
And I'm thinking about the past, all my memories fade away
Who cares if I stick the landing right away
Who cares? Who cares?
Okay, let's move to all the bullshit and trap rapping
My grandma told me not to do drugs in college
So I'm sitting here making beats off a Mac and some knowledge
Got a kitchen in the dorm, cooking stew with some smolage
Shoutouts to Kanye West, but I'm not dropping out
Gotta get my business degree before heading out
And speaking of degrees, I made close from the third
Didn't make racks oh well, not too concerned
Soon realized that I wanted to be heard
A degree don't mean shit unless you're being incurred
My presence on the stage is the shit that I yearn
Rap-singing and producing till my cords have been burned
Now I'm putting in the work till my discog has been detected
Fuck the hooligans and lowlifes thinking they can best me
Even the boosters at my back quit after a couple of months
Now they're missing their degrees, smoking crack-loaded blunts
Too busy putting up their fronts, and practicing their stunts
Now I'm building up my future, I'm constructing with shunts
Man, I feel like I'm infected, what could I expect
Music's the only thing making me feel like I'm protected
Yeah, I'm trying to find my place like a bus made Ferrari
Cause I'm testing different sounds, call me A$AP Rocky
Little bit of sugar and some milk into the coffee
Gulp it down or turn it off, either way it's got replay
Feel like I'm Nemo, how I'm finding my way
Swimming through the ocean, yeah I know it's cliche
Still looking for my Dory, I'm a little bit fey
But I've got too many ideas, yeah my mind's a buffet
The music's super sweet and creamy, call it parfait
Career starts here, I'm all underway
I'm reserving my spot with the greats like Tunechi
Te quieres la musica porque no hablo franceis
I know in four years my life will have changed
So I'm not wasting my time making sure I'm entertained
I'll look back on the song with all the shit I've obtained
And find myself thinking that the landing was gauged
Credits
Writer(s): George Karras
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