(hook)

What you see is what you get

Ya ya

No regrets

Getting closer to the edge

Ya ya

What you see is what you get

Ya ya

No regrets

Getting closer to the edge

I'm way too close

(verse 1)

I’m the one

The only son of the sun

That sheds light

During the darkest hours to come

Uh

Don’t run

Like a forest Gump

From your problems cause they become

Something like a dented up steel drum

Some hit the rum

To become oblivious to the dumb

Tryna stick to reality without stepping on gum

We carry too many guns

We gotta change it for once

Too Many people keep on dying just

Based on where they’re from

I have

Poured out my drinks for all the fallen

I just continue life money is calling

Tryna get it poppin like a Phil Collins

That’s a worldwide installment

It go

Down to the bone

Down to the soul

Show me that you ride for me through it all

Show me that you wanna get involved

I just tryna get rid of all my toxins

I see them watchin

When I see the key I need I get it locked in

Yes I’m ballin but I’m running out options

Fuck the Beat i will put it in the coffin

Pour my lyrics on a lobster

You know that I get it Saucin

Weak lungs I hear you coughing

You could never breath when im

Talking

Talking

(hook)

What you see is what you get

Ya ya

No regrets

Getting closer to the edge

Ya ya

What you see is what you get

Ya ya

No regrets

Getting closer to the edge

Yaya