Post Malone - Uncertain lyrics

[Hook: Post Malone] Ooh, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah I came up and I don't know I don't know where I go tomorrow I came up and I don't know I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow I came up and I don't know I don't know where I go tomorrow I came up and I don't know I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow, yeah [Verse 1: Geo] I'm not sure where I'll be tomorrow In a ditch, at the Grammy's or some show though Fillin' my nose with a bit more snow though I'm not sure, I just need more dough now I want to hear from the speak of the heart and mind That's my brain, a bunch of lines That and maybe fantasies of being signed My road is full, and I am clearly blind I'm uncertain of my way there Can somebody at the finish f**in' light a flare? 'Cause talent like this is goin' out like polar bears The fight rages as I list my Croix De Guerre I'm the best online, I swear Yet, I don't have unusual clothes to wear But atleast I got normal lookin' hair And balls? I got a pair My uncertainty is k**in' me I wanted to end up as a Grammy's addressee Or maybe just a nominee Specially since, I'm not some future wannabe My lines are smart, that's a guarantee Rhyme about any subject, nobody can disagree I'm gonna make sure, I'm gonna end up as somebody Other online rappers can drown in my yellow sea My uncertainty should go corrected Talented lyricism from Geo to be expected Parties set, and hoes neglected Yet, my emotions remain unaffected I'm only stating what I projected The knowledge from what I collected Every smart line perfectly directed [Hook: Post Malone] I came up and I don't know I don't know where I go tomorrow I came up and I don't know I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow I came up and I don't know I don't know where I go tomorrow I came up and I don't know I don't know what's gonna come tomorrow, yeah [Verse 2: Post Malone] Don't bother, d-d-don't bother I just left the mall balling hard like Jordan Out in Fairfax, I was smoking Marlboro Oh, I'm so high, I'm high as Ayatollah I'm three high, I'm high as Ayatollah She don't want that white c**a I ain't talking soda She ask me "do you love me?" I'm like "what I told ya?" As I woke up I was smoking on that strong again That forty keep it funky, I keep it funky Man I'm smoking on that potent, that's unimportant I just wanted her- Just wanted her- And she just want all of my money, all my money