Expectations don’t mean that you’ll always reach the top

Sometimes you need a step stool sometimes you need to flop

Social media a cesspool they tell that you hot

But make one mistake they tell you that you not

So I won’t display some shit I haven’t got

No I won’t misplace my heart in change for stock

I’m gon' escape confinement’s of this box that I be trapped in

Go ahead embrace the art that I be wrapped in

Throw me the ball they know I’ll field it

And if I don’t my bro gon' pop the metal like a steel strip You workin' 80 hours and yo' girl told me she still strip? Well shit I’m a take her on a field trip

And show her all the shit wit' you she still miss

Be still miss, please, let me talk braggadocious

They quote it that was the goal when I sat down and wrote it

And it's noted ain’t gotta' be real to make me a living

Just gotta' be real to make me a killing

So bitch I B reel like missing a budget

My bucket list I’m on a mission to fuck it

Cause it don’t add up how you got to your summit

Replay your tracks and as we watch you all plummet

We sit and laugh cause in the end shit wont matter but the experiences from it

Delirious running away from fate thinking bout my day to day

Wonder how I’m boutta' get some scraps and scrape the plate today

Don’t be part the data play the game and get out straight away

Make that ya' only goal before you fade away sang

Know why they do that

Run the truth back

Heavy thoughts behind my shoe rack

Therapy be some shoe tags

Can’t even do that

I check my balance it said why you even do that

It said keep ya head down, keep a path and it’ll soon tag

Squad facetime I keep my troop ga zoom tight

I ain’t even seeing light every day a new night

Every thing we see is sparks and trees and cats with new tats

This my honey and y’all fuckin bears y’all reach I sting back

Stuck at the wheel, **** looking through the hatchback

Waving at the past like it’s bouta get you through that

Maybe need a new plan, a new means of loot that

Gon' keep my stress low, off the grow, that’s why i do that

Keep all my screws tight, loose my mind, grip a new pack

Ash on my sweater, check the weather it's a cool night

For everybody to get together and sing about they strife

Only way this shit can go wrong is somebody burst the pipe