[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 [Chorus] 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 [Chorus] [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 [Chorus]