2am South EST (note)

Life ain't what you thought it's gone be Lotta problems roaming gotta find a side These days ain't the same kinda feeling lonely But the spirits hold you wanna get it swear it's do or die Mind playing games like the women in Miami See you need a plan B Cos you can't stand being played by the ones you called family Time to be the man B In and out of consciousness with my conscience Guiding me home in the rain while I'm watching Drops steady fall on the panes They ain't stopping But I get a call from Loraine (Beat pause phone rings once. Then beat comes back with vocals) Gotta drop it There's a time a place but not now I just gotta ride I'm chasing myself Cry behind a smiling face but right now I just gotta find a space for my sound I'll explain it someday i can't change you You just gotta ride it where it takes you Look Look Look at what you made You're too bright dawg yeah they bound to throwing shade at your name Guess I gotta keep it blazed Truth told I can feel I'm growing With the weed I'm holding Wanna feel I'm floating Wanna be the moment When I rise above Im like the fries you love I ain't a dime a dozen Tryna be just like ya cousin in a way we the same live a life through buzzin Say my rights are wrongs but when I write them up I live my life through love I thought it was but it really wasn't At the post now working overnight with the Bugs wishing I was at a show now seeing crowd lights One day When this page over Staying high to enjoy being sober Hit the breaks then my time froze over Cold face time to turn them cards over In my place all alone don't got nothing to call home but myself for a shoulder