Thc

This time i spit it i gotta be telling the truth

Fuck what they doing get back in the booth

Can't even lie i've been tripping a few

But when i'm on the mic they be stuck in a loop

I need a break so i seek out my family

I miss my friends cuz they out in Miami

Hoping the view keep in sandy

I gotta grind for the grammy

Shit got me feeling like what?

Stuck like a wrench on a rut

Might just go fuck on a (Slut)

I keep a double like dutch

Gotta be honest don't know who i trust

Pray to the lord doh

Express so they climbing aboard oh

Hope that this shit ain't no sinking ship

I'm worried who i'm sinking with

Can i be afraid? look at this mess that i made

Can i be afraid? lately been counting my days

My days!

Token coming home

I been at this shit for way too long

Said i feel a way so write a song

Write it on a page then move along

Rhythm is the peace that brings me home

I fell off a Xan and it hurt me

I finish my cup with a curtsy

Ain't no cleaning my track leave it dirty

I'm running this shit like i'm Gurley Todd

I see the Comso its fairly odd

I light it up to get closer to God

I got an A i could play to the side

I gotta face it but they wanna hide

Sipping on wine like it turned into water

Water water

She call me daddy i ain't got no daughter

Daughter Daughter

They call me picky but i gotta choose

Don't wear no stripes give a fuck bout no rules

Ooo

I ain't Sinatra but banging the blues

Token coming home

I been at this shit for way too long

Said i feel a way so write a song

Write it on a page then move along

Rhythm is the peace that brings me home

Token coming home

I been at this shit for way too long

Said i feel a way so write a song

Write it on a page then move along

Rhythm is the peace that brings me home