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Time Traveler Video (MV)




Performed By: Chester Watson
Length: 2:55
Written by: Montrell Haymon




Chester Watson - Time Traveler Lyrics




Yo
This type of beat takes me back
To when I was 16 making lazy raps
Skating all day
Family wasn't rich but had the love you couldn't pay for
Neighbors down the street had the crazy matte grey Porsche
That i'm tryna cop now

Aye yo
But Shout out all my black people
They really wanna try and be us; treat us half equal
I'm on path that's everlasting, yo path see-through
A Modern classic, i keep it wavy like bad sea crew
Permanent the pen so wrath bleed through
I could do ya whole anime jazz reboot
Make the beat; take a smoke; slay the raps; eat; snooze
If I don't hit you back, prolly somewhere the near the moon, dawg
Stranded
Floating in the starship off-planet
Been trying to re-connect who i am it's
Like a renaissance
Tryna spread the wealth, and the knowledge that i'm sittin on
Do it all yourself that's best f*cking route,
I just move in stealth; f*ck the feds, f*ck the clout
People flock and want the drip when you doused
Tell 'em read a book, go outside, leave the house
Get some sun
Always doin what i gotta do but havin fun
If you see me out in public, i just smoked a blunt
Pay a fee and niggas pull up on you like a bun
But i'm not the type i'd just buy a...
Let me chill
Tryna make beats for homies on Dreamville
This one for people on lonely and steep hills
Emotions run deep
Just keep composure and keep focus on cleansing your Qí
Soul is riddle mystique
Hopin i rid it of wickedness, in my ode to the East
Tokens of gold on the ilu, if i'm keeping it brief
Usually supreme on the briefs
Don't want the key to the streets
I want the key to succeed
You do you
Ha¡
I do me
Yeaa
I'm on the road. i'm overseas
I'm going places i thought i could only go in my dreams
I want a show in Beijing. i had the fro as teen. i let it grow like a king
I speak from the future one day you'll know what i mean
Imagination keep in my soul and my speech
Just a psychedelic vagabond holding the peace. bruh
I speak from the future one day you'll know what i mean...

Yea...

One day you'll know what i mean...
One day you'll know what i mean...
One day you'll know what i mean...
I speak from the future one day you'll know what i mean...
One day you'll know what i mean...
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Yo
This type of beat takes me back
To when I was 16 making lazy raps
Skating all day
Family wasn't rich but had the love you couldn't pay for
Neighbors down the street had the crazy matte grey Porsche
That i'm tryna cop now

Aye yo
But Shout out all my black people
They really wanna try and be us; treat us half equal
I'm on path that's everlasting, yo path see-through
A Modern classic, i keep it wavy like bad sea crew
Permanent the pen so wrath bleed through
I could do ya whole anime jazz reboot
Make the beat; take a smoke; slay the raps; eat; snooze
If I don't hit you back, prolly somewhere the near the moon, dawg
Stranded
Floating in the starship off-planet
Been trying to re-connect who i am it's
Like a renaissance
Tryna spread the wealth, and the knowledge that i'm sittin on
Do it all yourself that's best f*cking route,
I just move in stealth; f*ck the feds, f*ck the clout
People flock and want the drip when you doused
Tell 'em read a book, go outside, leave the house
Get some sun
Always doin what i gotta do but havin fun
If you see me out in public, i just smoked a blunt
Pay a fee and niggas pull up on you like a bun
But i'm not the type i'd just buy a...
Let me chill
Tryna make beats for homies on Dreamville
This one for people on lonely and steep hills
Emotions run deep
Just keep composure and keep focus on cleansing your Qí
Soul is riddle mystique
Hopin i rid it of wickedness, in my ode to the East
Tokens of gold on the ilu, if i'm keeping it brief
Usually supreme on the briefs
Don't want the key to the streets
I want the key to succeed
You do you
Ha¡
I do me
Yeaa
I'm on the road. i'm overseas
I'm going places i thought i could only go in my dreams
I want a show in Beijing. i had the fro as teen. i let it grow like a king
I speak from the future one day you'll know what i mean
Imagination keep in my soul and my speech
Just a psychedelic vagabond holding the peace. bruh
I speak from the future one day you'll know what i mean...

Yea...

One day you'll know what i mean...
One day you'll know what i mean...
One day you'll know what i mean...
I speak from the future one day you'll know what i mean...
One day you'll know what i mean...
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Writer: Montrell Haymon
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