60 Degrees
(Yeah, uh)
(Get wild when i)
(Yeah)
(Young Zo)
Yeah, uh
There's a few exceptions if i could've run from it
The sun blazing skin tazing put my life up on it
My thoughts woeing
Cooking up like my momma on it
Kill la kill make you realize life ain't cut up on it
Tough fabric
Lonely teen been wishing magic
Be moving backwards
Cause souls would trip laces Casper
But I'm back for more like heat waves gonna bounce it all
I'm all four with the force broke shock and awe
60 degrees on the weekend
Notebook see the shine of light
I think I'm running to the deep end
Gon catch me if i really fall
Fall of Babylon
If it reaches Pompeii then its Avalon, Yeah
Getting all stronger, ponder with the force
If i really reach space then its to the mars
Yeah, uh
Then its to the mars
Yeah
Chest Kong
Going tribal hear the way i beat
When i try alone again to feel
My eyes be wearing down
My thoughts be all concealed
Never real
Hoping these gun clips would make it real
But fuck it
Young zo never made it public
He got a lot of shit to hold so hold the public
Homie told me trust is trusting all the weak
Not knowing if its real that faces turn to bleak
But shit changed with a drop of an apple
Mind race heart pumping out shit like its ample
Still i trample, even my demons told me I'm nimble
If i told you i wasn't perfect from the start would you cancel
Or would i
Start to believe a young student didn't get on his knees
To find a way out
Bottling up my motivation
To realized all the greyed outs
Colorblind, take outs
Maze where the way out
But shit feels all mental
Shadow of my mistakes
Tell me if its real cause its 60 out the field
I'm moving to fast like woah (Woah)
60 degrees on the weekend
Notebook see the shine of light
I think I'm running to the deep end
Gon catch me if i really fall
Fall of Babylon
If it reaches Pompeii then its Avalon, Yeah
Getting all stronger, ponder with the force
If i really reach space then its to the mars
Yeah, uh
Then its to the mars
(Get wild when i)
(Yeah)
(Young Zo)
Yeah, uh
There's a few exceptions if i could've run from it
The sun blazing skin tazing put my life up on it
My thoughts woeing
Cooking up like my momma on it
Kill la kill make you realize life ain't cut up on it
Tough fabric
Lonely teen been wishing magic
Be moving backwards
Cause souls would trip laces Casper
But I'm back for more like heat waves gonna bounce it all
I'm all four with the force broke shock and awe
60 degrees on the weekend
Notebook see the shine of light
I think I'm running to the deep end
Gon catch me if i really fall
Fall of Babylon
If it reaches Pompeii then its Avalon, Yeah
Getting all stronger, ponder with the force
If i really reach space then its to the mars
Yeah, uh
Then its to the mars
Yeah
Chest Kong
Going tribal hear the way i beat
When i try alone again to feel
My eyes be wearing down
My thoughts be all concealed
Never real
Hoping these gun clips would make it real
But fuck it
Young zo never made it public
He got a lot of shit to hold so hold the public
Homie told me trust is trusting all the weak
Not knowing if its real that faces turn to bleak
But shit changed with a drop of an apple
Mind race heart pumping out shit like its ample
Still i trample, even my demons told me I'm nimble
If i told you i wasn't perfect from the start would you cancel
Or would i
Start to believe a young student didn't get on his knees
To find a way out
Bottling up my motivation
To realized all the greyed outs
Colorblind, take outs
Maze where the way out
But shit feels all mental
Shadow of my mistakes
Tell me if its real cause its 60 out the field
I'm moving to fast like woah (Woah)
60 degrees on the weekend
Notebook see the shine of light
I think I'm running to the deep end
Gon catch me if i really fall
Fall of Babylon
If it reaches Pompeii then its Avalon, Yeah
Getting all stronger, ponder with the force
If i really reach space then its to the mars
Yeah, uh
Then its to the mars
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Writer(s): Lorenzo Tuazon
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