Taday
let's get it
Wish I could look into the future
Like everybody wanna
See what the ending hitting like, everybody wonders
Plugged in many plans, stood by the numbers
Still sitting in the red without the blue hundreds
Eight summers, finally graduated on to stunting
Turned it in when I finally fought my fear of jumping
Hands high, if I die least I stood for something
And even then I'll still have some heat up in the oven
Hide your business cause the world is getting paid to witness
Too much talking now you fucked around and sold the mission
Keep it real cause it get real when you got inhibitions
Ain't no guide on fighting pride when it's like religion
I'm running off into a new dimension
Actually getting with me in person is now my new extension
But my attention kinda thin with all these life decisions
I heard that if you make gold you get an early pension
Forget the money, what's the purpose nigga, why you living
Shit I got this long list of urges that's about to keep me driven
At my mom's, in the basement, low on pussy getting
25 we all live, now the time is ticking
All the feelings of a man when he low on chicken
Scared of failing at showing the world all my big visions
I could never take a moment to indulge in tripping
Lord willing everything is right when the future's written
You dig
Wish I could look into the future
Like everybody wanna
See what the ending hitting like, everybody wonders
Plugged in many plans, stood by the numbers
Still sitting in the red without the blue hundreds
Eight summers, finally graduated on to stunting
Turned it in when I finally fought my fear of jumping
Hands high, if I die least I stood for something
And even then I'll still have some heat up in the oven
Hide your business cause the world is getting paid to witness
Too much talking now you fucked around and sold the mission
Keep it real cause it get real when you got inhibitions
Ain't no guide on fighting pride when it's like religion
I'm running off into a new dimension
Actually getting with me in person is now my new extension
But my attention kinda thin with all these life decisions
I heard that if you make gold you get an early pension
Forget the money, what's the purpose nigga, why you living
Shit I got this long list of urges that's about to keep me driven
At my mom's, in the basement, low on pussy getting
25 we all live, now the time is ticking
All the feelings of a man when he low on chicken
Scared of failing at showing the world all my big visions
I could never take a moment to indulge in tripping
Lord willing everything is right when the future's written
You dig
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Writer(s): Miles Taylor
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