What you gonna do with your life?
A kid, a wife?
Stab a man in the street with a knife
Avoid any strife, crash while you drive
Cruise to the tropics, scuba dive?
It really don't matter as long as you're alive
This song, my future, I will describe
Imma get on top and stay on top
Love my mom and take your chick
Imma beat the beat up, AP with the switch
Leave it black and blue, Lilo and Stitch
I rap so fast while smoking gas, I'm gonna last, its fantastic
You don't have enough money to keep up, honey
With music, I'm gonna passive aggressively abuse it
Positive reinforcement
I get checks, endorsement
Im becoming more and more important in the grand scheme
My dream is supreme
Me and my team have been in
You melt under heat, ice cream
The next step for me is to be humble
Like a fat gymnast, I will never tumble
Im a good cookie, I will never crumble
Please don't talk, don't even mumble
Imma wrap around your skull like a headband
I pick who's next, toss the flowers at the wedding
If you catch that bouquet, you a dead man
Open up your ears, listen to what I said man
Try not to be violent, but you push me to the brink
The only way I'm choking you is if I'm doing my kink
Me and my boys roll up so much we live in a rink
Rick makes the beats and I run out of ink
We have the same work ethic, how we stay in sync
I promised him one day we get that killer cam mink
It's just a dream, trynna get my vision clearer
Some of y'all need to go look in a mirror
Evaluate yourself, so you can consider
Fleeing from the evil that you let up in ya
You better go now, you momma calling for dinner
Im all potential like a young LeBron
If you disagree, detonate west your mom
Imma hit you with Obama
My 44 is ironic like an athematic smoking chronic
Or a Pikachu that ain't electronic
Im on top of it
Not the game but my life
Don't tell me how to live my life
When yours is in shambles
In need of super glue for all these miss handles
I never miss handle like Kyrie
Just for example
My style is mine
You yelling too much sauce but boy you too mild
And you as boring as the life of an only child, ya dig?
Synapse540 - Accomplishment (feat. Mom) Lyrics
Synapse540 - Accomplishment (feat. Mom) Lyrics
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What you gonna do with your life?
A kid, a wife?
Stab a man in the street with a knife
Avoid any strife, crash while you drive
Cruise to the tropics, scuba dive?
It really don't matter as long as you're alive
This song, my future, I will describe
Imma get on top and stay on top
Love my mom and take your chick
Imma beat the beat up, AP with the switch
Leave it black and blue, Lilo and Stitch
I rap so fast while smoking gas, I'm gonna last, its fantastic
You don't have enough money to keep up, honey
With music, I'm gonna passive aggressively abuse it
Positive reinforcement
I get checks, endorsement
Im becoming more and more important in the grand scheme
My dream is supreme
Me and my team have been in
You melt under heat, ice cream
The next step for me is to be humble
Like a fat gymnast, I will never tumble
Im a good cookie, I will never crumble
Please don't talk, don't even mumble
Imma wrap around your skull like a headband
I pick who's next, toss the flowers at the wedding
If you catch that bouquet, you a dead man
Open up your ears, listen to what I said man
Try not to be violent, but you push me to the brink
The only way I'm choking you is if I'm doing my kink
Me and my boys roll up so much we live in a rink
Rick makes the beats and I run out of ink
We have the same work ethic, how we stay in sync
I promised him one day we get that killer cam mink
It's just a dream, trynna get my vision clearer
Some of y'all need to go look in a mirror
Evaluate yourself, so you can consider
Fleeing from the evil that you let up in ya
You better go now, you momma calling for dinner
Im all potential like a young LeBron
If you disagree, detonate west your mom
Imma hit you with Obama
My 44 is ironic like an athematic smoking chronic
Or a Pikachu that ain't electronic
Im on top of it
Not the game but my life
Don't tell me how to live my life
When yours is in shambles
In need of super glue for all these miss handles
I never miss handle like Kyrie
Just for example
My style is mine
You yelling too much sauce but boy you too mild
And you as boring as the life of an only child, ya dig?
A kid, a wife?
Stab a man in the street with a knife
Avoid any strife, crash while you drive
Cruise to the tropics, scuba dive?
It really don't matter as long as you're alive
This song, my future, I will describe
Imma get on top and stay on top
Love my mom and take your chick
Imma beat the beat up, AP with the switch
Leave it black and blue, Lilo and Stitch
I rap so fast while smoking gas, I'm gonna last, its fantastic
You don't have enough money to keep up, honey
With music, I'm gonna passive aggressively abuse it
Positive reinforcement
I get checks, endorsement
Im becoming more and more important in the grand scheme
My dream is supreme
Me and my team have been in
You melt under heat, ice cream
The next step for me is to be humble
Like a fat gymnast, I will never tumble
Im a good cookie, I will never crumble
Please don't talk, don't even mumble
Imma wrap around your skull like a headband
I pick who's next, toss the flowers at the wedding
If you catch that bouquet, you a dead man
Open up your ears, listen to what I said man
Try not to be violent, but you push me to the brink
The only way I'm choking you is if I'm doing my kink
Me and my boys roll up so much we live in a rink
Rick makes the beats and I run out of ink
We have the same work ethic, how we stay in sync
I promised him one day we get that killer cam mink
It's just a dream, trynna get my vision clearer
Some of y'all need to go look in a mirror
Evaluate yourself, so you can consider
Fleeing from the evil that you let up in ya
You better go now, you momma calling for dinner
Im all potential like a young LeBron
If you disagree, detonate west your mom
Imma hit you with Obama
My 44 is ironic like an athematic smoking chronic
Or a Pikachu that ain't electronic
Im on top of it
Not the game but my life
Don't tell me how to live my life
When yours is in shambles
In need of super glue for all these miss handles
I never miss handle like Kyrie
Just for example
My style is mine
You yelling too much sauce but boy you too mild
And you as boring as the life of an only child, ya dig?
Writer: Chandler Sundeen
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid