Yeah
Yes sir
Alone in the room on New Year's Eve
I think it's finally me
Finally me
Yeah, ay (gango!)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Everything in greatness is fake
Do I gotta wait?
I don't even want it on my plate in the first place
But I got a statement to make
Gotta make a wave so I dive in higher ways
Moving in the first place
I be getting faced with my age, they discriminate
Someone gotta tell them
Wait till my nigga birthday
Wait till my nigga birthday
Yeah
My vision is nothing
Live now, I can feel this shit coming
Risk now when I'm falling and loving
I hate ground when I touch it, I be stuck in the moment
I barely can grasp it
Point is used to wish for a casket
Voices in my lyrical passion
My hate now isn't nearly as massive
I'm thе Yin to the Yang
Air sign nigga, but I come with the flame
Young nigga, Pade gotta light the way
Ain't shit change, it's the way of the maze
I know I'll never lose a soul to the god of fate
Now the cards in my luck gotta keep the faith
About face when the crushing of loss and the pain
Just gets to me, and I'm rushing through the moss to the grave
Only get one shot every scene, one take
And I'm palming a rock, gotta keep my safety
When I get a Glock, it'll stay on safety
Yeah
Because I don't need a gun
I am the sun
Unlock the room
I'm the one split into three, go into two
Sixth sense, you think of me, I think of you
Big steps, I reach the sea and jump the moon
I don't taste defeat when I'm in need of views
I don't face the hate with fucking hatred too
I don't get any fucking greatness left to prove
I can tell they hear it all up in the tunes
My soul
My soul
Don't let the future haunt you Michael
Don't let the future haunt you Michael