Where Did The Time Go

You would think I’m an early riser

The way that you see me up in morning

Truth is I ain’t slept

I try have an early night but nah

I gotta deal with demons calling

In my brain at war

I can’t be falling short cuh that’s not my calling

Yawning when I see fake yutes spawning

Come for more than a portion

My minds parked off ain’t linking dots

And my skin keeps crawling

Bass make you shake like ketamine

I need loot I run to the chest like Bennington

Long live

This flow is appalling

Forcing the door I’m getting in

Me and the game ain’t on no chalk and cheddar ting

Made for this shit like andrex wipe that grin off

Your face mans peppering

Any song any genre anything

Ain’t tryna mess with them kids they’re meddling

I call man out and they act like they ain’t got a

Scooby don’t say anything

You’re pussy it’s evident

My posse we get it in

Get you lit like adrenaline

Ay ay

Where did the time go?

Live life on a tightrope

I watch time pass by in the sky

Bro birds eye view got a eye full of them

Man tower above this is my world

These grey clouds going where I go

Don’t pree it cause I don’t

I’m always up for the dates like iPhones

Rocking the stage like psycho

Vital vital

Thrilling and feeling like Michael

American Idol

Peppering rivals

Set going viral

You see the smoke clouds from my arrival

Swear life is a vicious cycle

Head spinning like vinyl

Primal mind I’m seeing the light on the dial

Gimme my title

I should take my own advice

Stuck in a loop

I heard they’re wanting the truth

Motivation get gone when there’s nuttin’ to do

Still man are up ’til stupid o’clock in booth

Send the stems up at quarter to

Get my shit mobile that’s portaloo

Get the munchies order food

Jump barriers at Waterloo

Mans more than crude

Dunno who you think you’re talking to

For a piece of the pie pitchforking youths

If I die come back from the dead then haunt them yutes

And true say next year we outsource man

Already out sauce these yutes

Check

Fuck anybody who hated the kid

Fuck you if you ain’t believe in my art

I came from the dirt

My brudda I got heart

Grind from the mud wid the gang work hard

They said that I’m taking a risk with Go Yard

I said fuck that shit I’m an artist

Yo

Lemme just lay my craft

My teas gone cold

My joints gone out

Fuck this life

I just want out

I don’t want die

I won’t lay down

I got my team

I hold it down

Look

Fuck laying down for a next man

Tryna get my head around the next scam

And without the music I’m a dead man

So I’m gonna do it ’til I’m dead fam test man

Where did the time go?

Live life on a tightrope

I watch time pass by in the sky

Bro birds eye view got a eye full of them

Man tower above this is my world

These grey clouds going where I go

Don’t pree it cause I don’t

I’m always up for the dates like iPhones

Rocking the stage like psycho

Vital vital

Thrilling and feeling like Michael

American Idol

Peppering rivals

Set going viral

You see the smoke clouds from my arrival

Swear life is a vicious cycle

Head spinning like vinyl

Primal mind I’m seeing the light on the dial

Gimme my title