Lately... (feat. Chris Col.) Video (MV)

Lately
Everything just feels like its all wrong
I said
Baby
I just wanna smoke and sing my songs

Multiplying decimals by spitting out these metaphors
Murking all you rappers
Call me young fentanyl
Only see the light when I'm bent
Heaven sent
Lets indulge in the marijuana scent
Just grab the Elements
Cause
We slay from
BK to LA
Just waiting on my payday
From NYC like a leather Pelle Pelle
Just waiting on my celly to ring
So I can cop the pack and head to the city
The city of dreams
The city of schemes
We live from the borough of Queens
You know what it means
Insidious dreams take flight in the city of steez
I'm copping the P's
I'm smoking the Q's
I'm looking at you
I'm trynna get through
With all of the crew
And that's how we do
Ya dig
I'm trynna get through
With all of the crew
And that's how we do
Yeah
Check

Lately
Everything just feels like its all wrong
I said
Baby
I just wanna smoke and sing my songs
Sing my songs

I said
F*ck living in the past
I be dwelling on the present tense
Counting up dead presidents
I'm trynna cop a residence
I'm rolling on some ass
The verbal be so eloquent
Boy I'm looking heaven sent
I'm dripping I'm so elegant
In Dumbo with no elephant
A dumb hoe lost my light again
I'm rolling seeing lights again
Miss me like my Ex's do
FTP to the end of me
Life is but a splendid dream
That is why we roll that green
You know how the f*ck we do

Baby
I just want to smoke and sing my songs