Lately (remix)

Up Church

Ayy, lately I've been thinkin' 'bout my life

Like where I'm at and where I'm goin' when there is no mic

Yeah, like why's the time feel like it's flyin' by?

This is the kind of shit I think about real late at night

Damn, dog, it's 3:29 on Ghost Ranch (shit)

I'm in my bed with marijuana ashes on my chest

And all the lights on dimmer switches, record playin' somethin' timeless

1958 Donna by Ritchie Valens, uh (yeah)

This house I wake up in it freaks me out, I'm bein' honest

I feel I don't deserve it, not because this bitch is haunted

I'm still cruisin' the Kingston roads just to clear the smoke

And some of the driveways take me back to bein' wild and young

Ayy, lately I've been thinkin' 'bout my life

Like where I'm at and where I'm goin' when there is no mic

Yeah, like why's the time feel like it's flyin' by?

This is the kind of shit I think about real late at night

Ayy, lately I've been thinkin' 'bout my life

Like where I'm at and where I'm goin' when there is no mic

Yeah, like why's the time feel like it's flyin' by?

This is the kind of shit I think about real late at night

Country king of lyrics, Lane Frost like I said before

You'll hear the spurs before I kick open that southern door

They said I had eight seconds, I'm still ridin' the same bull

Been buckin' so damn long I started growin' my own horns (yeah)

So if we goin' head to head don't bank on all my sympathy (don't do it)

I'm in the mood to butcher anybody standin' next to me

These fuckers want the recipe but can't figure out the rest of me

So rest in peace while I rise to legend status without press catchin' me

Ayy, lately I've been thinkin' 'bout my life

Like where I'm at and where I'm goin' when there is no mic

Yeah, like why's the time feel like it's flyin' by?

This is the kind of shit I think about real late at night

Ayy, lately I've been thinkin' 'bout my life

Like where I'm at and where I'm goin' when there is no mic

Yeah, like why's the time feel like it's flyin' by?

This is the kind of shit I think about real late at night

Missed calls from folks I barely know, rappers tryna grab my throat

I be changin' numbers and machetes, who you reachin' on? (Woo)

I keep it so easy goin' now people think I got it easy

I keep that inside because my fans don't need to see it

But I swear to God on every mind that listens to my rhymes (listen)

I do this shit for us, not for money or the light (yup)

So when it comes to y'all, on my last breath I will fight

A small town gang bitch until somebody steals the shine (brr)

Yeah but that won't be no time soon, I'm 28 and still livin' (yup)

Slow motion in that moment, I dare anyone to end it (who want it?)

I got beast mode for reasons that will always remain unknown

You better be the next me before you sling me out this throne

Church

Ayy, lately I've been thinkin' 'bout my life

Like where I'm at and where I'm goin' when there is no mic

Yeah, like why's the time feel like it's flyin' by?

This is the kind of shit I think about real late at night

Ayy, lately I've been thinkin' 'bout my life

Like where I'm at or where I'm goin' when there is no mic

And why does time always have to fly by?

These are things I think about late at night