Whisper
I pray that this work going to pay off
I don't want a day, I want life off
I'm trying to get paid and have no job
I'm trying to explore and then get lost
I'm bringing the beats with the meanings
Deliver my thoughts and my feelings
Got too many hoodies and fleeces
Got me some new shoes, I ain't worried bout creases
I'm wearing all black
Shout out to the reaper
She wearing all black
I think that I should keep her
Rick Owens, all black
I'm done with the sneakers because I been on that
I ain't worried bout a feature
You can come up to my place if you don't overstep
Silver on my wheels silver on my neck
Bouta buy me a new puffy with my next check
Silver on my wheels silver on my neck
And ever since I turned 18
I been so worried about my future man this ain't me
I done told my momma going to be proud of me
When I'm on the stage with a grammy
And imma show you what you've never seen
I got paranoia like I'm tripping off the ketamine
Give me all the kerosene
Imma light the place on fire just to prove that I can set the scene
And I been sacrificing all my friends just to make these beats
I hope they understand but I'm all about me
Nah nah nah, just stop, stop recording
I don't want a day, I want life off
I'm trying to get paid and have no job
I'm trying to explore and then get lost
I'm bringing the beats with the meanings
Deliver my thoughts and my feelings
Got too many hoodies and fleeces
Got me some new shoes, I ain't worried bout creases
I'm wearing all black
Shout out to the reaper
She wearing all black
I think that I should keep her
Rick Owens, all black
I'm done with the sneakers because I been on that
I ain't worried bout a feature
You can come up to my place if you don't overstep
Silver on my wheels silver on my neck
Bouta buy me a new puffy with my next check
Silver on my wheels silver on my neck
And ever since I turned 18
I been so worried about my future man this ain't me
I done told my momma going to be proud of me
When I'm on the stage with a grammy
And imma show you what you've never seen
I got paranoia like I'm tripping off the ketamine
Give me all the kerosene
Imma light the place on fire just to prove that I can set the scene
And I been sacrificing all my friends just to make these beats
I hope they understand but I'm all about me
Nah nah nah, just stop, stop recording
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Writer(s): Victor Stewart
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