Haverwood (feat. CHROMA)

Four in the morning

Cracks in my windscreen calling

Standing at the edge of my roof it's a long way down

But I don't wanna be here

Thinking bout the jump got me so scared

Running out of time if go then it's gotta be now

You say jump I say how high?

How high?

Let me know that it's alright

Alright

I don't wanna be up all night

All night

Thinking 'bout

You say jump I say how high?

How high?

Let me know that it's alright

Alright

I don't wanna be up all night

So just hold me down

Pour the forty out for the homies in the neighborhood

Corner of Pear Ridge and Haverwood

As the sun sets over the city we feeling hopeful

Do this shit right we could be the next moguls

The gang's all here we don't need bandanas

Gotta check the name

It's Bleu Santana

Coming to you live from the two one four

But the way I kill these beats I should live at the morgue

So tell me one thing what's the root of your pursuit

Is it glory and gold or are you looking for more

You're popping tags just to get a sense of power

But you might be undecided when the dollars on the hour hit the check

And the check bounces trying to pay the power

You turned away from reality

Reality struck back

It's circling your grave

If insanity comes back

Forget about your name

You'll get gone with the wind

Yuh

Guess it ain't easy huh?

There ain't no easy up

Improving on designs

Y'all plan the pie split you ain't even cross that line

Neck cramps from watching all my stars align

Just a wounded soul

Feelin' owed

Gimme mines

Sun goes down

Smoke rises

Apologizing to the sky

Politicking for my life

Asking Mother Gaia for advice

What to do with what I gaze my eyes on?

What to do? I make a fire

Burn the past, the phoenix rise, a hundred Hercules of might

Died so I could see both sides

Decide a path I wouldn't mind

Handfuls of regret dangled in front of my face

We all in on life's poker game

All in

Tried to tell you not to leave and now you wanna make a scene

Now the kid is on TV and he in all the magazines

I be front row in the pit you sitting pretty in the bleeds

And fuck whatever you believe

This is my reality

Look at my life yeah

Look at my sauce yeah

Look at these rings look at these diamonds on my watch yeah

Look at the price and then tell me what it cost yeah (What that cost?)

Look at my life and then tell me what you lost yeah (Yeah)

Yeah look at all the shit that we done did inside a year

Stick to the plan

My former sins won't wash away and so I fear

Cross on my neck

My legacy is to a T got K and P

I need ten percent of all your motherfucking equity

Two kings in the same card

I'm holding back on a lion tongue

And It's all smoke in my fucking lungs

We gon' break bread and then hit it large

We gon' roll the dice and then watch em' fall

You don't ever give when you got it all

Needa watch your back when We playing cards

'Cause there's two worlds on the same block

Four in the morning

Cracks in my windscreen calling

Standing at the edge of my roof it's a long way down

But I don't wanna be here

Thinking bout the jump got me so scared

Running out of time if go then it's gotta be now