'Til I'm In My Grave
The feeling was gone
The party was dead
The money was finished
I sat there thinking about my time
And all my indifference
Could I really get back home
Wit jelly for legs and Hennessy drippin yea
Thought about my pain
I felt these tears
I thought we was different
Romeo and his queen
I think of the scene
Whenever I miss it aye
Fallin out wit a dream
I took my lossess
Heavy as distant yea
And I keep it quiet
My friends don't notice
It ain't they mission
Yea
And mama had told me keep yourself
Safe from the ditches
The water is cold
The weather is hot
The sin is prescription yea
Every man is bold or think he God
You'll notice a syndrome aye
I just wanna keep mine safe
I pray to the stars
Somebody forgive me yea
Listen
It's tough out here but I
Can't get swole off vengeance
See it more as a tool I use
For the steps I'm taking
Aye
Feel like I'm on a Broadway stage
When I make this bacon
Quarterback still yea my first name Peyton
Yea Shaolin I could tell we still dangerous
Light work still when I count this paper
Yea
Diamonds all over my acres
Chef in the kitchen they call me the baker
May the field see all of my rangers
Cherokee Bill muffucka see danger yea
I give her somethin to pray for
Dream of them days I buy me a wraith or
Another slot to get a pay cut
Listen to me
I heard you was anxious
Ion blame you I pulled yo card
Paranoid tactics you all on guard
Fade or send yo ass up to the stars
I remember thinking we might've starved
Until I understood most dreams do lie
It's all up to me and my power of course
I'm steady as hand
I'm here with the force
All these years around
The sun I've lived
Daydreamed clouds
Would part my fears
Kept myself in a bottle of rage
I'll drink and sip until I flip my page
I'll spit on ashes till I'm in my grave
All my demons gather round my stage
We count lost souls so we look each way
Pay my dues I cannot be saved
Yea
The feeling was gone
The party was dead
The money was finished
I was stuck in the stars
The story is old
The issue was common aye
But I still got bread
The very next day
Boy I swear I'm a problem
Yea
I was down too long
Cause I swear to God
It like i was fallin ugh
Swear the feeling was gone
The party was dead
The money was finished aye
Say I'm takin my time
From this day forward
I notice the difference
Between floating and actually tryna survive
Whenever I'm missing
Put them boys on notice
I came here with Fish
No wonder I'm swimming
Got loyalty from my battalion
Yea forreal
Just tell us the mission
Hell yea nigga I walk wit wolves
Just so I can thrive
Take care of my innocent yea
I been on my own expedition
Trippin
Fallin
Standin
Life can be so demanding
All these years around
The sun I've lived
Daydreamed clouds
Would part my fears
Kept myself in a bottle of rage
I'll drink and sip until I flip my page
I'll spit on ashes till I'm in my grave
All my demons gather round my stage
We count lost souls so we look each way
Pay my dues I cannot be saved
The party was dead
The money was finished
I sat there thinking about my time
And all my indifference
Could I really get back home
Wit jelly for legs and Hennessy drippin yea
Thought about my pain
I felt these tears
I thought we was different
Romeo and his queen
I think of the scene
Whenever I miss it aye
Fallin out wit a dream
I took my lossess
Heavy as distant yea
And I keep it quiet
My friends don't notice
It ain't they mission
Yea
And mama had told me keep yourself
Safe from the ditches
The water is cold
The weather is hot
The sin is prescription yea
Every man is bold or think he God
You'll notice a syndrome aye
I just wanna keep mine safe
I pray to the stars
Somebody forgive me yea
Listen
It's tough out here but I
Can't get swole off vengeance
See it more as a tool I use
For the steps I'm taking
Aye
Feel like I'm on a Broadway stage
When I make this bacon
Quarterback still yea my first name Peyton
Yea Shaolin I could tell we still dangerous
Light work still when I count this paper
Yea
Diamonds all over my acres
Chef in the kitchen they call me the baker
May the field see all of my rangers
Cherokee Bill muffucka see danger yea
I give her somethin to pray for
Dream of them days I buy me a wraith or
Another slot to get a pay cut
Listen to me
I heard you was anxious
Ion blame you I pulled yo card
Paranoid tactics you all on guard
Fade or send yo ass up to the stars
I remember thinking we might've starved
Until I understood most dreams do lie
It's all up to me and my power of course
I'm steady as hand
I'm here with the force
All these years around
The sun I've lived
Daydreamed clouds
Would part my fears
Kept myself in a bottle of rage
I'll drink and sip until I flip my page
I'll spit on ashes till I'm in my grave
All my demons gather round my stage
We count lost souls so we look each way
Pay my dues I cannot be saved
Yea
The feeling was gone
The party was dead
The money was finished
I was stuck in the stars
The story is old
The issue was common aye
But I still got bread
The very next day
Boy I swear I'm a problem
Yea
I was down too long
Cause I swear to God
It like i was fallin ugh
Swear the feeling was gone
The party was dead
The money was finished aye
Say I'm takin my time
From this day forward
I notice the difference
Between floating and actually tryna survive
Whenever I'm missing
Put them boys on notice
I came here with Fish
No wonder I'm swimming
Got loyalty from my battalion
Yea forreal
Just tell us the mission
Hell yea nigga I walk wit wolves
Just so I can thrive
Take care of my innocent yea
I been on my own expedition
Trippin
Fallin
Standin
Life can be so demanding
All these years around
The sun I've lived
Daydreamed clouds
Would part my fears
Kept myself in a bottle of rage
I'll drink and sip until I flip my page
I'll spit on ashes till I'm in my grave
All my demons gather round my stage
We count lost souls so we look each way
Pay my dues I cannot be saved
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Lamb
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