2016

Okay, here's another track that don't make sense

Hold up, wait a minute, I'ma talk my shit

Open up the door and get inside my ship

I'ma show you how to do it, filler words off rip

2020 coming with it, I know its a little bit away

But I'ma kill it do it how I wanna anyway

This beat a little corny but it still kinda works

Like 2016

Okay, here's another track that don't make sense

Hold up, wait a minute, I'ma talk my shit

Open up the door and get inside my ship

I'ma show you how to do it, filler words off rip

2020 coming with it, I know its a little bit away

But I'ma kill it do it how I wanna anyway

This beat a little corny but it still kinda works

Like 2016 Jake Hill on the verse

That's real, a diss to myself

Never thought I'd make it so cheers to my wealth

I don't wanna end up in Hell

But it feels like I sold my soul so please help (soul, soul, soul)

Sold out shows, on tour, never sleep

'Cause I stay too hype with it, nice on the beat

Thought I'd take a little break from the whiny shit

Here's a blast to the past with the rhymin' shit

I be the big bad wolf when I'm knocking at the door

Gotta keep my teeth hidden so nobody ever know

That I gotta kill em all, not like Ash Ketchum

For the ones that talkin' gotta teach 'em all a lesson

Like move bitch, get out the way

They talk an awful lot but got nothing to say

And I don't even really know where this shit is headed

But I keep the sail steady, for this trip I'm ready

Here's another track that don't make sense

But that's okay, I own this shit

I pull up then I leave

And I got more stacks than I rolled up with

Interest, they ain't gonna really like this

'Cause I'm talking shit but I don't mean nothing by it

I can tell they got a problem with it but they staying silent

'Til they see me winning then they wanna turn it to a riot

That's real, still the same shit, I just sit in my room

Glued to my seat, might as well be my tomb

That I'm encased in when I meet my fate

I'm 27, hope that ain't today

It's a club I don't wanna be in

So I keep it moving, I'm just following the beacon, fast

Hope it don't lead me down the wrong path

If I let it, y'all better whoop my-

Ask me how I feel, I don't really know

I'm just here, 'til the wheels are broke

I keep rolling, rolling like Fred Durst

I'm tryna take this trip on head first

And if I crash and burn, well, I guess that's life

Only one way to find out, I guess that's right

I'll close my eyes and then hit the launch

And then blast off quick 'til I hit the stars

That didn't even rhyme but whatever