[Intro]

(Chxse Bank)

Da-da-da-da-daa, yeah

Ay, ay

[Verse 1]

I've been on my toes (I’ve been on my toes)

'Cause you never know where your time will go

If you'll ever fold (If you’ll ever fold)

'Cause the cards inside your hand disconnected from your soul

I've been moving slow (I've been moving slow)

Hoping that the rain still contributes to my growth

I can feel the glow (I can feel the glow)

Sitting in my chest like a bomb about to blow

Lightwork, I ain't pay the bill in weeks (Ain't pay)

I've been writing down these verses on my sheets (Hate this)

Getting cozy on this god damn beat

'Cause I know you motherfuckers gonna sleep

Not the way you prolly think

Off a sеdative setting in while you blink (Whilе you sleep)

And the words that you’ve been saying, I’m spitting out in the sink

Tryna down it with some water, now everything lookin' pink

Like a vessel in your eye, I’m poppin' off inside the ink

[Verse 2]

Lack of zinc, got you mother fuckers confused

Cloudy vision, consumed

Mix it with the Henny, that's a dumb move

Come through, we can talk about it sometime

Working on this album 'til the sunrise

I’ve been on my shit

Checklist when it come time

On another project checkin' outta my mind

I don't need to think 'cause I only do it sometimes

Time will tell my story if I ever get these lines right

Write until my wrist hurts

Damn, this screen is so bright

Fill another script full of words, not the drug type

John Carpenter, how my flicks flamin' my pipe

I'ma set the scene really quick

Lemme paint it out how I like

I fight through a constant battle with depression

Self-mutilation, aggression, the wreckage of my compression

The pressure been comin' in, this music is my obsession

I'll do this shit every day until I reach my ascension

For real

[Bridge]

Yeah, I'ma let it breathe, I'ma let it breathe, ay-ayy

Da-da-da, da

Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da, ay, yeah

Yeah, yeah

[Outro]

Used to mop the floor, now I'm flooring through the hills

It's a crazy fucking world when you live through what you feel

I won't ever take a break 'cause the music's how I heal

I ain't ever had my doubts, that's how you know that it's real

That's how you know that it's real, ayy

That's some lightwork

Stocked up like a night clerk

One day people gonna know my name through these cyphers

I could be the king, it depends on who dies first