[Intro: New Mayhem]

I never really got it

Got a couple rollies, but I never really bought it

Thought it couldn’t touch me, so I never really fought it

Now it’s coming for me, and I wish I ain’t forgot it

[Verse 1: Indiga Blue]

I don’t got no time for your lies

I just want the truth, when you gon’ realize

No time for lookin round, keep my mind on the prize

Fantasy take my vision, gettin’ signed overnight

Waists so many, dime the pennies, Hammurabi code

Fuckboy trendy, fuck the Wendy, cheatin’ with his chode

Me and Lil Baby, shit go crazy, that jus’ how life goes

Used to be a Medic, life got slanted, now I’m rappin flows

Where this gonna go?

Will I get my dreams

Will I have to let them go?

I’m tryna do the most

When I could jus' be sittin ‘round and taking down notes

Be a lawyer, do what you told

[New Mayhem]

(do it!)

[Indiga Blue]

But I’m knocking on the doors

Do it like I told

Hopin I go gold

Hopin Mach 3 and NYO2 were not some joke

Prayin I could leave like Cardi with the poles

Runnin up with my shit, stayin down ten toes

[Verse 2: New Mayhem]

I don’t got time to eat breakfast

Much less make lunch meat of contesting hustlers

Kicking back, relaxing’s like a deaf mime cause

It - it - it be unheard of

Like needing more than four words to get your girl absent

Skip the gabbing, asking straight up, “Do you like dragons?”

I’m coasting over knights, spittin written macro flames

Got them cooking in their armor, prehistoric microwave

Sadly, however, ‘happily ever’

Comes after only two pages

Time too short to gun up every phony who rages

Time too short to run the game in stages

Time too short to stunt on two mages

Believe me, we could straight buy out Magnum

Dump a truck of watches in the time space continuum

Spend every second making our opps hurt

And still be too busy till we hit that dirt

But look

I’m not saying all your time is borrowed

It is true you’re not promised tomorrow

We’re all really here on a loan from God

And He’s a boss who doesn’t promise any stable jobs

So you’re entire life is kind of do or die

And I know which one I prefer to try

Picking otherwise? I be asking why?

Reuben not on rye, it really isn’t right

One day you’re just some crummy kid

Going all McTaggart with some dumb lyrics

Working late into a warm summer night

On music that might not hit double digit likes

Ya blink twice, and suddenly you’re hitting 84

Sixteen grandkids, arthritic pains in both arms

Too old to do harm, yet still dreaming large

Thinkin “Why I stop to wait?”

But it’s too late

[Verse 3: Indiga Blue]

Oh, this is just a phase

Everyone go through this age

Everyone has dreams, every person can relate

But at the right time these dreams just gonna fade

Man, you just a kid, wait till the end of your days

Wait till the end of your light

Reality puts up a fight

Why you tryna fight back?

Your future already bright

Dreams aren’t seen in sleep, they the ones that keep you up at night

I don’t got no time, I can’t figure out my own life