Time Capsule
Is you my friend or my enemy
I cannot fuck with you heavily
I'm on my way to a better me
Sweeter than honey the way they suck on me
Bag is so heavy the way that they steal from me
Calling it now I'll be richer than present me
Calling it now I'll be making more enemies
Forget all the things they claim of me (Yes)
I know that my passion is major league (Yes)
Yes I'm a G in your lower league (Yes)
They calling me G in your lower league (Yes)
G league the way I'm balling please (Yes)
Just a year ago
I was getting money by the minimal
Minimum wages cover everything I'm paying for
Shoes was dusty holes inside the soles
I still come through the door
Walk it out
Feet was hurting pants was stained with ink
And I'll still work this out
Waking up toothpaste kinda empty I still brush it out
Fuck it Ima make it out
Grinning every day cause God won't let me down
From asking if they'll lend me now
To giving out my hand me downs
Don't get me wrong
I'm still working every day I lay it down
Back then wishing future me was stable
Safe to say that I just made me proud
Is you my friend or my enemy
I cannot fuck with you heavily
I'm on my way to a better me
Sweeter than honey the way they suck on me
Bag is so heavy the way that they steal from me
Calling it now I'll be richer than present me
Calling it now I'll be making more enemies
I eat what I'm making
I'm making that cheddar
Bust open that letter
They draft me I'm better
My city they sent me
Sent me out directly
One forty I'm repping
Throw pots out the kitchen
I cook and envision
I'm living and sinning
Repent every minute
One second might die
In another I'm living
This pain in the jacket
My coat in the kitchen
We twinning like thoughts of a mirror
Two sides of the coin then we flip it
My soul was so cold tie the ribbon
Bust out through the finish then clip it
Make buckets of cheese I mean business
Your chips for the free ima dip it
I jump for the gun I go ribbit
Chameleon colors I kill it
Been changing to green since a minute
I step to the door I walk realness
The service was good so I tipped it
I ordered another when finished
Just a year ago
I was getting money by the minimal
Minimum wages cover everything I'm paying for
Shoes was dusty holes inside the soles
I still come through the door
Walk it out
Feet was hurting pants was stained with ink
And I'll still work this out
Waking up toothpaste kinda empty I still brush it out
Fuck it Ima make it out
Grinning every day cause God won't let me down
From asking if they'll lend me now
To giving out my hand me downs
I cannot fuck with you heavily
I'm on my way to a better me
Sweeter than honey the way they suck on me
Bag is so heavy the way that they steal from me
Calling it now I'll be richer than present me
Calling it now I'll be making more enemies
Forget all the things they claim of me (Yes)
I know that my passion is major league (Yes)
Yes I'm a G in your lower league (Yes)
They calling me G in your lower league (Yes)
G league the way I'm balling please (Yes)
Just a year ago
I was getting money by the minimal
Minimum wages cover everything I'm paying for
Shoes was dusty holes inside the soles
I still come through the door
Walk it out
Feet was hurting pants was stained with ink
And I'll still work this out
Waking up toothpaste kinda empty I still brush it out
Fuck it Ima make it out
Grinning every day cause God won't let me down
From asking if they'll lend me now
To giving out my hand me downs
Don't get me wrong
I'm still working every day I lay it down
Back then wishing future me was stable
Safe to say that I just made me proud
Is you my friend or my enemy
I cannot fuck with you heavily
I'm on my way to a better me
Sweeter than honey the way they suck on me
Bag is so heavy the way that they steal from me
Calling it now I'll be richer than present me
Calling it now I'll be making more enemies
I eat what I'm making
I'm making that cheddar
Bust open that letter
They draft me I'm better
My city they sent me
Sent me out directly
One forty I'm repping
Throw pots out the kitchen
I cook and envision
I'm living and sinning
Repent every minute
One second might die
In another I'm living
This pain in the jacket
My coat in the kitchen
We twinning like thoughts of a mirror
Two sides of the coin then we flip it
My soul was so cold tie the ribbon
Bust out through the finish then clip it
Make buckets of cheese I mean business
Your chips for the free ima dip it
I jump for the gun I go ribbit
Chameleon colors I kill it
Been changing to green since a minute
I step to the door I walk realness
The service was good so I tipped it
I ordered another when finished
Just a year ago
I was getting money by the minimal
Minimum wages cover everything I'm paying for
Shoes was dusty holes inside the soles
I still come through the door
Walk it out
Feet was hurting pants was stained with ink
And I'll still work this out
Waking up toothpaste kinda empty I still brush it out
Fuck it Ima make it out
Grinning every day cause God won't let me down
From asking if they'll lend me now
To giving out my hand me downs
Credits
Writer(s): Godard Aristil
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