[Verse 1: SRH]
My ice low when my cup filled
And I'm feeling good like I'm supposed to
I'm young baby, all I see is pro [?]
In those city lights but that's old news
I've seen cold nights, hotter days
Feeling like I just hit the lottery
I really wanna get [?]
Tryna lose my mind but we all about a mile away
I got time baby
I better blow your mind baby
I'm a so so hi no pa** you fly all over that vibe maybe
Imma get that chance I always wanted
And I got it so I'm thankful
And I'm lifted, I mean faded, I mean tipsy, I mean out cold
I'm a handful, boy I'm off that handle
I swear my pen is on fire no lie yeah I write with roman candles
And you'll, find out when I put a rhymes out what I'm about
No breaks and no time outs
I'm gone baby, lie down, right now
Imma do me, I'm bruce lee with a piece of loose leaf
Excuse me, I'm too raw, I'm sushi
You're plum sauce, you're too sweet
Ou wee
Shoulda done this a long time ago
Imma add this to the monologue
Put your hands up if you wanna roll
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I gotta lot to do, I gotta lot to see
See, baby it's a cold world, everywhere we be
See, everybody talking like they got that got that
Everybody talking like they got that got that
I gotta lot to do, I gotta lot to see
See, baby it's a cold world, everywhere we be
See everybody going like they got that got that
But we nearly got that, but they say they got that
[Verse 2: SRH]
My shoes on and my shrinks laced
And my highs up, it's like I'm in space
Called a hotline for this cold world
And they told me to go get sh**faced
My mistake
I've been great, since 6th grade
At this age had kids pushing at my rib cage
Had a kid going through a little sick phase
But I'm stronger now
Nobody ever wanna have a [?] now
Even when I'm chilling in my gardens now
I ain't gotta settle for that garbage now, quarter mile
All about getting what I need when I need it
Already dug 3 feet, need another 3 feet and I'm sleeping
I'mma get that motivation
Man why I'm so invasive
Many why I'm so impatient
I think I'm going crazy
I mean I knew what I got into
I was on a morgue when I wasn't in school
More money on tour than in a part-time
Yeah I think it's about time I made a big move
If you, think that I got it twisted
Man I live this til I make 6 digits
And I'm drifting in industry with a drug addiction
I'm chilling, this is everything in my soul
I gotta give it so take it I'm in this [?]
But I'm on a roll baby I'll be damned if I make it
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[Verse 3: Mike Posner]
My Jordan 3s [?]
My donnie darko pendant
When I get back on, they treat me like I won a [?]
Yeah I smile a lot, but ain't' sh** funny
I'm dressed like a rapper, getting boy band money
My sh**, you steal that
Your sh**, is still wack
S.S. I peel back
[?] you feel that
F.F. I'm still that
So your girl where [?] at?
And this year, and the next one, I swear I'm gon k** that
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