Where Do We Go

I'm tired of fighting my closest fears
Wait for the smoke to clear
Fuck all these folks in here
Where do we go
I'm asking where do we go from here
I'm tired of fighting my closest fears
Wait for The smoke to clear
Fuck all these folks in here
Where do we go
I'm asking where do we go from here
Wait for the smoke to clear

Bitch be gone with that doubt
A fountain of Youth I drown in
Black don't crack
You dang on right I'll tip my hat
Even on sight this skin gon glisten
Nigga listen
I'm better
Feel the chills in this sweater
Hundred degrees in this weather
Man down
Sad now
Calm down
Hand towel
Wipe down
Sun down
Feel the breeze
And its extra
Fucking with me you get better
Fuck with me you could never
Man line em all up whenever
Knock em all down together
Nigga I'm the best whenever weather
Name the season gets better
No rhyme or reason I'm fed up
No fatigue when I setup
Feel defeat and I get up,
Soon as my eyes
Meet the concrete
Feel da feet and I get up
Shook up the scene I'm Godzilla
As I proceed to get realer
Lose a few of these niggas
But who's counting these mountains
Air's thinner
Higher up on the agenda
Watch my ups on these niggas
Man they bitter as fuck
All of them feelings
Fuck that letter
Tore that little bitch up
When I was starving no fucks
Only Marvin I trust
Bunch of thumbs and good lucks
Bunch of pieces picked up
Watch my lease just get took
Both my nieces get booked
How's it going
It's fucked
They say it's harder when you level up
Well it's been harder
Hard as a fuck
Well I ain't stopping
Ain't giving up
If death is an option
Give me my gun
I'll die trying for I'm ever I bum

Im tired of fighting my closest fears
Wait for the smoke to clear
Fuck all these folks in here
Where do we go
I'm asking where do we go from here
Wait for the smoke to clear

They mad cause I'm supposed to be here
Angrily toasting
Casually hosting my happiest year
Fastly approaching past in the rear
I'm actually scared
Energy off
Keep in your prayers
My nigga keep climbing
I ain't telling nobody
Bitch I got it
Y'all thought we was psychotic
Master the P I'm about it
Masterpiece has to be on my mama
Just sit still and keep quiet
Tell nobody
Only make me go harder
I'ma prove any everybody I'm better
Put a little guillotine on em don't sweat it
Yeah I felt the tap little nigga that's pressure
Here's a little more
Take a little extra
Nigga I'm better than ever I said it
Let it be clear I'll behead em
Piss on they melon
How does it feel to be legend
Nah for real I be guessing
How's it feel to be blessed when
Everybody keep stressing
Everybody can't fit
Everybody ain't shit
They gon tell you they is
Known these niggas since kids
I don't know where they live
They ain't came to my crib
They can't stop what I did
They stopped growing
I didn't



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Foy
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