Yo, C, what's poppin, bro?
I'ma go pack my up bags and move to a place where there's nothing to do
I recollect upon all that I am damn I got nothing to prove
They tryna have you stuck under their rule - 24 hours cooped up in a room
Gogo was prolly there making a beat, GB was prolly there chugging a brew
I was prolly out eating some shrooms, hit walden pond and I stare at the moon
Peak of my high as I take in the view when I make it I won't ever fake to what I knew
Misunderstood I don't blame it on you, people gon' judge before they know who you are
I gotta do what I do gotta do and it's all in my head I'm just playing it through
Making my move, she got the cake and I'm baking it too
Sweeter than sweet know I'm light on my feet
I could break in my shoes while I'm breaking the rules (Oh)
Fuck 1 mill I need 2, I used to pop pills to get loose
Now I walk hills and drink juice that's fresh squeezed by my boo
You don't stress me I swear next week I could i lose it all and it's true
I live stress free cause that's best for me I got a bed setup in my stu
I don't got a pessimist in my crew, everybody effortless with that sauce
I just wanna flex a bit and go spread the love but don't mention it's all love
I wanna know how it feels to lost it all
'Cause I wanna know how it feels to get it back
I wanna know how it feels to lost it all
'Cause I wanna know how it feels to get it back
I swear I fell out of love with the music when I seen people that I'm nicer than taking off
And I know ego trippin' is soft
But I seen my mom stress her whole damn life to get me what I want
So I don't know if I can stop I guess pride is all I really got
See, I been plotting on escape routes I think I might move and restart
Used to hate the fact that I was still in love with my high school sweetheart like
Baby, don't take me back
I ain't tryna turn into a maniac shit I did that more than once
So who am I to really front? I'm a lost soul tryna smoke a blunt
Lil fronto, lil bit of weed, lil bit of henny, s'all I really need
I don't want much let's go get lunch
It's been a minute we should catch up I always stain my tee with ketchup
Double dippin' like I did with you, writing music just to get the through it
I took a trip to Europe on my own just to feel alone
So I ain't trippin' off the drama way back home it's not on my dome
It's like I could go coast to coast but it still always feels like the coast
I'm home