Yeah, I've been on the low
I've been putting all my time in my work
'Cause I refuse to work at Walmart and spend my time as a clerk
'Cause I would rather use my time instead of get high as a bird
And I would rather kill myself
Then to work 9 to 5
Put on a company shirt
It's my time, my life is
Finite, that's why it's
Grind time 'till I die
Climb high like "it's my niche"
Thoughts like Einstein
That I find
Are just sidelines
I sigh 'cause when I fly
Y'all all just want high fives
So I give it to 'em
They try to listen when I spit it to 'em
But they're staying distant 'cause the way I'm spitting
Start ignition with the way I give it to 'em
So I'm getting closer trying to take command
So they can listen closer, trying to play a man
But they confuse me for a little gayer man
Like I'm James Charles touching straighter men, ugh
So I'm a day late to my deadline
Because they hate
So I stay late 'cause at age eight
I knew who I wanted to be
So during school I'd wake up and became late
Told my friends all my plans and they didn't understand
They looked up with a face, yelling "Hey, wait!
You are not that good at all"
So I looked down and started crying in the eight grade
I gotta hope
That I can turn this around
Got the remote
But I can't control it now
Something's inside of me
I gotta cope
And most people don't
But I get no vote
But I have a ticket
So I have to fix it
'Cause then if I don't
Then I am telling you it'll be
Game over
Case closed, that's no makeover
Those are real blood and guts on my rage rover
Game over
I'm living life but I stray colder
I gotta make it so I stay sober
Until it's
Nobody took it well
In fact, they all made it clear
That if I don't go to school or get a job I would make it hell
And when I would show all the people my music
They would just listen and sit back and just think it's stupid
"Why don't you just get a real job that actually matters"
My brothers think I'm gonna make it
I'll be a successful rapper
Yeah, and when I'm hanging at the top
You gonna be climbing the ladder
I'm gonna be chilling with actors
And there will be none of time for you after
'Cause it is
Game over
Case closed, that's no makeover
Those are real blood and guts on my rage rover
Game over
I'm living life but I stray colder
I gotta make it so I stay sober
Until it's
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Yeah, I've been on the low
I've been putting all my time in my work
'Cause I refuse to work at Walmart and spend my time as a clerk
'Cause I would rather use my time instead of get high as a bird
And I would rather kill myself
Then to work 9 to 5
Put on a company shirt
It's my time, my life is
Finite, that's why it's
Grind time 'till I die
Climb high like "it's my niche"
Thoughts like Einstein
That I find
Are just sidelines
I sigh 'cause when I fly
Y'all all just want high fives
So I give it to 'em
They try to listen when I spit it to 'em
But they're staying distant 'cause the way I'm spitting
Start ignition with the way I give it to 'em
So I'm getting closer trying to take command
So they can listen closer, trying to play a man
But they confuse me for a little gayer man
Like I'm James Charles touching straighter men, ugh
So I'm a day late to my deadline
Because they hate
So I stay late 'cause at age eight
I knew who I wanted to be
So during school I'd wake up and became late
Told my friends all my plans and they didn't understand
They looked up with a face, yelling "Hey, wait!
You are not that good at all"
So I looked down and started crying in the eight grade
I gotta hope
That I can turn this around
Got the remote
But I can't control it now
Something's inside of me
I gotta cope
And most people don't
But I get no vote
But I have a ticket
So I have to fix it
'Cause then if I don't
Then I am telling you it'll be
Game over
Case closed, that's no makeover
Those are real blood and guts on my rage rover
Game over
I'm living life but I stray colder
I gotta make it so I stay sober
Until it's
Nobody took it well
In fact, they all made it clear
That if I don't go to school or get a job I would make it hell
And when I would show all the people my music
They would just listen and sit back and just think it's stupid
"Why don't you just get a real job that actually matters"
My brothers think I'm gonna make it
I'll be a successful rapper
Yeah, and when I'm hanging at the top
You gonna be climbing the ladder
I'm gonna be chilling with actors
And there will be none of time for you after
'Cause it is
Game over
Case closed, that's no makeover
Those are real blood and guts on my rage rover
Game over
I'm living life but I stray colder
I gotta make it so I stay sober
Until it's
I've been putting all my time in my work
'Cause I refuse to work at Walmart and spend my time as a clerk
'Cause I would rather use my time instead of get high as a bird
And I would rather kill myself
Then to work 9 to 5
Put on a company shirt
It's my time, my life is
Finite, that's why it's
Grind time 'till I die
Climb high like "it's my niche"
Thoughts like Einstein
That I find
Are just sidelines
I sigh 'cause when I fly
Y'all all just want high fives
So I give it to 'em
They try to listen when I spit it to 'em
But they're staying distant 'cause the way I'm spitting
Start ignition with the way I give it to 'em
So I'm getting closer trying to take command
So they can listen closer, trying to play a man
But they confuse me for a little gayer man
Like I'm James Charles touching straighter men, ugh
So I'm a day late to my deadline
Because they hate
So I stay late 'cause at age eight
I knew who I wanted to be
So during school I'd wake up and became late
Told my friends all my plans and they didn't understand
They looked up with a face, yelling "Hey, wait!
You are not that good at all"
So I looked down and started crying in the eight grade
I gotta hope
That I can turn this around
Got the remote
But I can't control it now
Something's inside of me
I gotta cope
And most people don't
But I get no vote
But I have a ticket
So I have to fix it
'Cause then if I don't
Then I am telling you it'll be
Game over
Case closed, that's no makeover
Those are real blood and guts on my rage rover
Game over
I'm living life but I stray colder
I gotta make it so I stay sober
Until it's
Nobody took it well
In fact, they all made it clear
That if I don't go to school or get a job I would make it hell
And when I would show all the people my music
They would just listen and sit back and just think it's stupid
"Why don't you just get a real job that actually matters"
My brothers think I'm gonna make it
I'll be a successful rapper
Yeah, and when I'm hanging at the top
You gonna be climbing the ladder
I'm gonna be chilling with actors
And there will be none of time for you after
'Cause it is
Game over
Case closed, that's no makeover
Those are real blood and guts on my rage rover
Game over
I'm living life but I stray colder
I gotta make it so I stay sober
Until it's
Writer: Jesse Perez
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