Kairos (The Trip)
How you feel?
(I feel... I feel great)
It's 9 PM as I sit here and stare at the sun
Acid dissolves on my tongue
Pray I don't get strung out on drugs
Living my life to the fullest even though my tank is on empty
Yeah, speeding down the road to riches
Hoping I don't crash this new Bentley
Better stay in your lane, I ball my fist up and crush all of you
Fall to my death in the afterlife, I just might roll up some stress
Might kill myself cause I'm dressed fresh to death
Talk to God like I know I'm not the best
But these folk hear the tunes and they think I'm the best
Thank you God you got a nigga so blessed
Take me out with a shot before I'm shot by the press
Wind up with 2Pac and Biggie laid back, talking smack
As we counting up royalty checks
Do you even know what the fuck loyalty is?
Ride for your niggas we takin them chance
Selling them packs, we don't need your advance
We got them jams, might come with the band
Won't do your show unless you come with the bands
I'm high on a plane, I'ma fly when I land
Kamehameha, I'ma go Super Saiyan
My mind wanders off to a forest with this little black kid
We roll up some smoke
And he knows this good joke about a priest and fat kid
He said "TUT, you the man, please believe it."
I've been the man since I've been a fetus
They don't know me better take it easy
I'm the hot sauce on the Beanie Weenie
Like a genie when I switch it up
Ain't this the shit you been wishing for?
Me and K laid the bassline
About how I done think these two junkies done sniffed up
This shit ain't about golds, this shit is about vision
We talking about goals, the shit we be feeling
I don't like none of the shit I been hearing
Switching up hoes as a change of appearance
You calling them hoes as a term of endearment
I ain't been caring about what I've been wearing
Dog, I done been somewhere in tune with my spirit
Dropping them bombs, this shit is that pyro
I see the future so clear with my eyes closed
Tick tick, it's a time bomb
When it blows, the time is gon' be kairos, boom
(I feel... I feel great)
It's 9 PM as I sit here and stare at the sun
Acid dissolves on my tongue
Pray I don't get strung out on drugs
Living my life to the fullest even though my tank is on empty
Yeah, speeding down the road to riches
Hoping I don't crash this new Bentley
Better stay in your lane, I ball my fist up and crush all of you
Fall to my death in the afterlife, I just might roll up some stress
Might kill myself cause I'm dressed fresh to death
Talk to God like I know I'm not the best
But these folk hear the tunes and they think I'm the best
Thank you God you got a nigga so blessed
Take me out with a shot before I'm shot by the press
Wind up with 2Pac and Biggie laid back, talking smack
As we counting up royalty checks
Do you even know what the fuck loyalty is?
Ride for your niggas we takin them chance
Selling them packs, we don't need your advance
We got them jams, might come with the band
Won't do your show unless you come with the bands
I'm high on a plane, I'ma fly when I land
Kamehameha, I'ma go Super Saiyan
My mind wanders off to a forest with this little black kid
We roll up some smoke
And he knows this good joke about a priest and fat kid
He said "TUT, you the man, please believe it."
I've been the man since I've been a fetus
They don't know me better take it easy
I'm the hot sauce on the Beanie Weenie
Like a genie when I switch it up
Ain't this the shit you been wishing for?
Me and K laid the bassline
About how I done think these two junkies done sniffed up
This shit ain't about golds, this shit is about vision
We talking about goals, the shit we be feeling
I don't like none of the shit I been hearing
Switching up hoes as a change of appearance
You calling them hoes as a term of endearment
I ain't been caring about what I've been wearing
Dog, I done been somewhere in tune with my spirit
Dropping them bombs, this shit is that pyro
I see the future so clear with my eyes closed
Tick tick, it's a time bomb
When it blows, the time is gon' be kairos, boom
Credits
Writer(s): Calvin Tarvin, Kevin Adams Jr.
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