Waiting for the season to begin

No vegan but I hate beefing

They reachin', but for pretend

Me and my click only reach when we in defense

Yeah, so watch your attitude

Ay, we gettin' crazy with the altitude

Yeah, we lookin' down at you

Ugh, ooh so whatchu bout to do

Nodda lotta when I pull up with a shotta

My whole squad make you holla for less than a fucking dollar

I ain’t about to play father to any of you sons and daughters

Cause i’m birthing em at rates faster than the falling of towers

No Ibiza, just get your visa

Then eat some pizza with Mona Lisa

And rest in peace cause I rip these beats cuz

Y'all don’t know what to do just to defeat us

I could hand you the world and it still wouldn't be enough

Still wouldn't be enough

Still wouldn't be enough

I could hand you the world and it still wouldn't be enough

Still wouldn't be enough

Still wouldn't be enough

I’ve seen good kids flip up switch up

Just to get the bigger picture

But then the pic sucks

Wishing that they hadn’t

Should’ve stayed home and played Madden

You wish you could

It’s too late, now you’re maddened

World flipped upside down now you’re saddened that it happened but not the way you imagined

But not the way you imagined

Playing it out in your mind like a DVD

Tired of not seeing myself upon the tv screen

Acting out a role only seen from within me

Tryna stay within my means whatever that means

Whenever I meme, I make it a point to relax

I ain't got shit written right here so relax

But guess what? I'm coming back

Back for that ass

And when I do write this it's gon' be fire as grass

(Smoking blunts)

I could hand you the world and it still wouldn't be enough

Still wouldn't be enough

Still wouldn't be enough

I could hand you the world and it still wouldn't be enough

Still wouldn't be enough

Still wouldn't be enough

I could hand you the world

You'd still ask for the sky, stars and everything

Late nights you wanna cry

White churches, wedding rings

I'm sorry I'm not him

I know that this is difficult to move along from your past

Especially when it was a blast

With niggas that treated you wrong

They played you along

I still wanna be alive after this song

What am i doing

Losing my mind

What am I doing

Like all of the time

Where am I moving

Where do I move in

What am I losing

Do I cut the loose ends

Didn’t really want to let it go

She had given me the evidence to know

That I could never let it get to this

The stories from the ghosts within ya head you can’t resist