You don't got no time to waste

Take the pressure push it

Put it back in it's place

You don't gotta

Gotta try so hard

Hard

This ones for the son who might feel sadistic

For spending all the time thinking they the misfit

Livin on the L cause you think you missed it

When really you just trying on shoes that miss-fit

See really issues is the word misused

Haven't you heard the news we all bloody and bruised

Haven't you heard the news

All the world got problems

Walls so tall a wrecking ball can't solve em

This beat makes me think of one nine one eight six

Hours on the street doin tricks

One hundred and third degrees

Family third degrees

Burns so deep

Falling on my knees like

God please help me out and tell me you hear

And if you hear what's going on make those storm clouds clear

Cause shit just seems so complicated

And everything in me want to feel elated

Good times coming soon but they feel belated

All this old bullshit got me new frustrated

Underrated are the times

With nothing to do

Nothing new nothing old just some ps2

This a ps to you keep your fists up true

But know when to let em down and let life all in

Let it hit let it punch take you down to the ground

And when you can't take more grab the ones that surround you

You don't got no time to waste

Take the pressure push it

Put it back in it's place

You don't gotta

Gotta try so hard

Hard

If I could tell myself then any one thing

It'd be one dream

One ring

One crib

One car

One kid

One hit

One thing

Don't make you a king

Certainly if you're a king it don't make you all clean

Shit's both or neither

Facts that function either

As a downward meter

Or a means to ether

Tryna take you off your feet and into the dark

Shits not black and white but still the contrasts stark

Iron man type fights wait to break your heart

Don't let em get you down

But be sure you're gonna fall in

And all in balls deep is all you can call in

And ballin on fleek is where you'll be sprawlin

Rest assured it'll work if you put in the work

But don't work so hard you forget how to hurt

And don't take it so serious you forget what you're worth

Shits as deep as it gets but so simple it hurts

This beat makes me think of one nine one eight six

Hours on the street doin tricks

One hundred and third degrees

Family third degrees

Burns so deep

Falling on my knees

Cause shit just seems so complicated

And everything in me want to feel elated

Everything in me wants to spin the days back

Take back all the pressure and tell me to lay back

You don't got no time to waste

Take the pressure push it

Put it back in it's place

You don't gotta

Gotta try so hard

Hard

There's no one way track to a victory lap

There's a victory lap if you just learn how to laugh

If you learn how to live and you learn how to die

Gonna get a pair of wings and take that shit to the sky

You'll fly

You'll fly away

You'll fly