Part I: programs

[Intro]

(I could probably do this shit like one take)

(It might take two though)

Yuh yuh, sounding like, ooh

Sounding like

[Verse]

Sounding like stop complaining, not complacent, in a place in broad day where there's altercations (Pfft)

Sounding like cops are chasing, watch your step, or else you'll be on the pavement

Pushing buttons like I'm tryna change the channel, but the shit ain't fucking budging

Same old shit today we going into, in this world there ain't no new discussions

Not my destiny, more like destitute

I'm just venting, had to let the tension loose

Same old face, looking out the vestibule

Swear to god man, this city never snooze

Many times, man I gotta check my shoes

Tryna pick a fight, I ain't mad at you

Mind my business, that's all I ever do

Doing shit that some could probably never do

That's real shit

Feel some type of way in a bummy mood

Feel that Sunday gloom, on the Monday's too

(Is Tuesday bad?) Nah, but Wednesdays cool, and

When they sleep, see the weekend cruise

Time flies by, gon' be over soon

Not long now till I'm over you

Then it starts again, man this shit is cruel

See the mess I made, getting late

Having dreams of sunny beaches, lemonade

Gotta get some space, turn to renegade, it's like heavens gates

When it's, when it's, when it's

New phone, who this? who calling back? who knows?

New style, new bark, they tryna bite, Cujo

I'm ill as fuck, just give me my kudos

Applying pressure, I ain't talking judo, ooh! (Damn)

Part II: paranoia

[Verse]

It ain't all that it seems, what you see's how it is

Knee deep in my thoughts, I just seize what I get

Repeat what I said

How do I compete when I'm dead?

Busy walking under ladders, why believe in a myth?

In the future, what you leave in the mist?

Going down a different path wondering what could've been?

Dreams like shattered glass within a billion different chances

And things seem slower when you crashing

Life flashing in a second you just caught in the mix

Was it fate or real life? Man stop calling it quits

Everything a little better when you alter the pic

Pulling strings, like Gepetto till my paw prints are blitzed, damn

So what's the big demand?

5-foot something, yeah I feel like I'm the bigger man

Livin in my own world, I started as the bigger bang

Ion' even listen no more, I got some bigger plans

This life lifeless, tea tea-less, bag empty

Seeds leafless, Shits priceless, bags heavy

Rocks slipping, dizzy vision, grim reaper

Cigarette smiles all around me, damn