Carry the game, need chiroprac
Pterodact
Tire scratches on the floor, 'cause I'm burning that
Feels like I rapped too long, I retired rap
I'm the man, got no iron man, but I'm planning
To be rich one day
Get a house full of trees on a Sunday
Get a couch, hella pieces from a runway
And I play ye, speakers blast Runaway, preaching ass dumb fake
People wanna come take
My pay, huh?
All the people know I'm day one
Bitches been sleeping on my bed
Drake son, pockets full of racks, never carried a gun
Your pockets be vacant
Do you want smoke, bitch I paint lungs
Kings on my cards, tell me why I'm gon ace 'em
Wait 'til I'm 21, I'll be what they want
Wait 'til I'm 25, rappers won't say non'
I know what it's like to live my life alone
On my own
I don't want your tears falling
I just want you near, darling
Too many, too many tears
Too many, too many tears
Too many tears
I think I'm lost in time
I don't want your tears falling
I just want you near, darling
Too many, too many tears
Too many, too many tears
Too many tears
Lost in time, I got nowhere to go
I need some peace but I've been stuck inside a war
Too many tears, and too many peers want to see me grow
But it's clear that they not as near, they put up a show, like
Fake everywhere, cake where the celebration
Afraid 'cause I'm into deep, ain't no vacation
Erase all my old thoughts, ain't no playing games
When the bass drop, they know who the fuck is on the station
Bitch, yeah, yeah
I don't wanna see tears
Too many of them, too many amends, too far, in the end
Too many friends I cannot depend on, too many of them
Falling
I don't want your tears falling, the stars coming
I don't want your tears falling when the sun hit
I don't want your tears falling
I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't