[00:00.000] 作词 : Omavi Minder/Angelo Leroi/Kevin Long[00:00.195] 作曲 : Omavi Minder/Angelo Leroi/Kevin Long[00:00.391][Intro][00:04.593]Brandon[00:05.723]He just left again? This way[00:08.013]Come here, come here[00:09.137]I'm the best rapper ever, listen to this[00:12.157]Yeah[00:12.953][00:13.604][Verse][00:15.404]I claim I'm quitting, it's been too many tomorrows[00:17.414]Too many withdrawals, my jewelry worth a car note[00:20.314]I still ain't got a car though, a conscious nigga's sorrow[00:23.083]Too smart to have to borrow, the parchment paper ball thrown[00:26.045]Get rid of it and start over, what's written in the stars[00:28.790]Become the emptiness to draw home, my scribble in a bar code[00:31.797]My innocence get all sold, my inner wisdom also[00:34.733]Pretendin' that my gall grown, I still feel pretty small though[00:37.884]My siblings in my heart home, I'm living, missing calls though[00:40.903]I split it so her heart cold, she lift me by a long rope[00:43.481]And pick it like guitar notes, I'm sickened but it's all ode[00:46.562]I'm stickin' to the motto, I'm switchin' through some models[00:49.466]They lead me through a blindfold, the mirror show aside[00:52.388]Don't leave my sister and my mom though, a fifteen split with Sideshow[00:56.364]A swigger at Pasado, I'm chipper than a lawnmower[00:58.247]I'm chippin', tiltin' off focus, this ship in launch mode[01:01.381]I'm sittin' at the console, I drift and liftin' off[01:04.017]Woke up, I figured it was all over, I swear I felt you in my arms[01:06.969]It isn't in the cards though, I'm finna let that thought go[01:09.968]A pill to fantasize on, a risk worth pressing pause on[01:13.015]I'm spinnin' with the wash load, a pinnace then I'm not cold[01:15.843]A glimpse of granny grinnin' in my kitchen, then it's all gone[01:19.042]Liftin', tryna enter in her digits, this the wrong phone[01:21.853]Pinned to this pit, it's without anyone to call on[01:24.968]I wish I hit the lotto, pretend I'm friends with God[01:27.699]Threw all my wins to equalize on, swimmin' in the odds[01:30.490]Nobody's fittin' my assigned soul, just look into these eyes[01:33.458]Yellow by liquor and my cries choked[01:35.431]Switching through the time zones and livin' on the grindstone[01:37.709][01:37.952][Outro][01:38.453]Bitch-ass nigga, yeah[01:41.685]I wish I hit the lotto, pretend I'm friends with God[01:45.177]Threw all my wins to equalize on, livin' on the grindstone[01:47.919]Yeah, alright, let me hear that