Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Elyian
Mike Elyian
Songwriter
Zachary Beckett
Zachary Beckett
Songwriter
Jaylyn Leggette
Jaylyn Leggette
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ace The Abstract
Ace The Abstract
Producer
Zachary Beckett
Zachary Beckett
Engineer
Alex Arcuti
Alex Arcuti
Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah Locked in, got the gloves on I ain't waiting for round 10 for the blood drawn Can't withstand, too fast when the sun gone You can even catch these hands on a Ramadan Wait Sun gone but we driving in the streetlights Sum' wrong we still shining in the late night Perform then we gotta get a cheap flight Stars in the sky my boy Yahweh got the invite Go again, know we gotta get this shit right Found zen, now my future only look bright New LEN, now we tryna get to new heights Ain't in your top 10, gotta get that list right 'Fore we gone I ain't waiting for a second Draw first, you ain't even bring a weapon If you pray for the worst Had to send yo ass to heaven Know it hurts Sometimes though you need to learn a lesson Always on my toes I ain't ever second guessing I'm a legend I can't leave before that ain't even a question Find a reverend I can't let these bitches take away my blessing My progression Leave the competition questioning my methods Leave you in the dust when I'm going for the medal Always in a rush, slow it down for a little I'm tryna get up to another level Take my time I'm making something special See man I'm a masochist Not a pussy ass pacifist Back from the dead like Lazarus Now I need a bad bitch on my basilisk 15 leagues over half you nitwits But still need trees to get active Quick-witted and bat shit Act like I'm passionate But don't really give a fuck Like an Instagram activist, yeah Man what's the point if you don't try Just stay depressed and float by Hoes hate a comatose guy An incel fate you know it, no lie You gotta get up and get buck wit it Hit the strip club Fuck it, get rough wit it Life's tough innit No bluff, been stuck in a rut And I've fuckin had enough of it If you throwing shade then get the fuck wit it No time to play, so what's up wit it This the life you made now you stuck wit it Still here to stay, that ain't luck innit This a game and I'mma stay competitive Shame you listen with a sedative On the fence your fake support is tentative Don't help to focus on the negative Ain't no time for conversation I been losing on the daily Needing time to get my mind right Need to get into the limelight I'm so tired of fucking waiting All this time that I been wasting Anxious round my room I'm pacing Got me losing all my patience Lack of sleep my mind is racing Got some dreams I'm sick of chasing Off the high my ego's laced Bet I'll keep raising the pace Shout it out like Billy Mays Amazing, my taste? Sheesh, my style, my grace Got these bitches red in the face Still tryna make it to space LEN and I shining it's crazy Quasars look dim in our place None of you comets could phase me What can I say I stay, freakishly great Trippin while I'm sippin I'm slipping but never falling When I'm on the ball it's different It's history that I'm spawning Could go on and on with listing The instances I've been honored But I couldn't be bothered Rather holler at every daughter with a Taut body, a lot naughty A deep infatuation with astrology, not gaudy I need a sergeant shawty, not a private Who can show me she can ride it Be my co-pilot, girl don't fight it You know you fuckin with a star Goin lightspeed Chasing pipe dreams like a hype beast Yeah you know you fuckin with a star You know I might be Dancing with the devil slightly but Girl you know you fucking with a star You know we finna go far LEN Yahweh go hard Aliens, we outta this world Keep out of our way We off to the stars Bound to take off Just need some patience I'm down to earth Slide, what's the occasion No bounce but caked up Man that's a waste I been blind to my thoughts I need some aid, man Subconscious going crazy Thinking to myself 3 am Bout the man that I am And why's it all so shaky Ain't nothing stable I'm progressing But I'm starting all again Premonitions of my future living check to check avoided When I take a breath and lay another sonnet on the disc I got bigger dreams I'm getting a degree but in the end I'd rather make a scene than waste my talent working on a chip I know it's all a vision My life supersedes all the themes I be rhyming in my bars But until then I'll be chillin Just do your part, in the end It's all written in the stars Yeah, you know it's written in the stars Yahweh LEN Once again
Writer(s): Zachary Beckett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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