Yeah
Late nights walking around the house
Bottle wine, organize my thoughts
Sometimes I be in my feelings
Other times ready to ball
When It comes working seasons
F*ck it imma take 'em all
Every curve ball that they throw me
Swinging, Imma hit 'em all
Nothing can ever stop
Mind's been made
It's already locked
It's heating up for a minute
Water boiling up in that pot
Mind rolling in a way
Can't explain it, It's okay
Text me back in the morning
When I'm ready for the day
When I'm sipping
You can tell cause I'm talking in depth
About the outside
And the out times
Talking deeply about
"It's about time"
When I'm, when I'm reminiscing
I be driving through the city
Taking in the flashing lights
And the colors of the night
Let me enjoy this for a second
The reactions and the endings
That ain't right
Cause in the morning
Imma feel bad
But right now I'm taking flight
I've done this here before
Got the glasses packing ice
It's a good occasion, perfect time
Going through bottles at a time
Trying to let it soothe my mind
Right times, got me itching
Finding my inner white wine
4 times, 4 times
I've written this verse
Putting thought in every line
Written it 4 times
Putting thought in every line
That's just what it takes
To be the great
Be the best at it
Give a little piece of mind
Late nights walking around the house
Bottle wine, organize my thoughts
Sometimes I be in my feelings
Other times ready to ball
When It comes working seasons
F*ck it imma take 'em all
Every curve ball that they throw me
Swinging, Imma hit 'em all
Nothing can ever stop
Mind's been made
It's already locked
It's heating up for a minute
Water boiling up in that pot
Mind rolling in a way
Can't explain it, It's okay
Text me back in the morning
When I'm ready for the day
Text me back in the morning
I be asking not recording
I be trolling, get transported
Need a bag and need a racening
People fakin'
Taking need a latening
It's the times when I'm talking
Need to brace them
And then case them
I be tryna find my way
And then the cave men
Tryna take my lights out
And I'm running through the same thing
And the main thing
This emotion to the max
Got it strengthening
Got her breaking
Running outta of the bread
Needa takening
Roll in the back
Nasopacks
They ain't gon' take me
Take it all in
Taking us, ain't a great things
Great things, at the top
That's a great thing
Well I'm tired of the fake things
Late nights walking around the house
Bottle wine, organize my thoughts
Sometimes I be in my feelings
Other times ready to ball
When It comes working seasons
F*ck it imma take 'em all
Every curve ball that they throw me
Swinging, Imma hit 'em all
Nothing can ever stop
Mind's been made
It's already locked
It's heating up for a minute
Water boiling up in that pot
Mind rolling in a way
Can't explain it, It's okay
Text me back in the morning
When I'm ready for the day
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Yeah
Late nights walking around the house
Bottle wine, organize my thoughts
Sometimes I be in my feelings
Other times ready to ball
When It comes working seasons
F*ck it imma take 'em all
Every curve ball that they throw me
Swinging, Imma hit 'em all
Nothing can ever stop
Mind's been made
It's already locked
It's heating up for a minute
Water boiling up in that pot
Mind rolling in a way
Can't explain it, It's okay
Text me back in the morning
When I'm ready for the day
When I'm sipping
You can tell cause I'm talking in depth
About the outside
And the out times
Talking deeply about
"It's about time"
When I'm, when I'm reminiscing
I be driving through the city
Taking in the flashing lights
And the colors of the night
Let me enjoy this for a second
The reactions and the endings
That ain't right
Cause in the morning
Imma feel bad
But right now I'm taking flight
I've done this here before
Got the glasses packing ice
It's a good occasion, perfect time
Going through bottles at a time
Trying to let it soothe my mind
Right times, got me itching
Finding my inner white wine
4 times, 4 times
I've written this verse
Putting thought in every line
Written it 4 times
Putting thought in every line
That's just what it takes
To be the great
Be the best at it
Give a little piece of mind
Late nights walking around the house
Bottle wine, organize my thoughts
Sometimes I be in my feelings
Other times ready to ball
When It comes working seasons
F*ck it imma take 'em all
Every curve ball that they throw me
Swinging, Imma hit 'em all
Nothing can ever stop
Mind's been made
It's already locked
It's heating up for a minute
Water boiling up in that pot
Mind rolling in a way
Can't explain it, It's okay
Text me back in the morning
When I'm ready for the day
Text me back in the morning
I be asking not recording
I be trolling, get transported
Need a bag and need a racening
People fakin'
Taking need a latening
It's the times when I'm talking
Need to brace them
And then case them
I be tryna find my way
And then the cave men
Tryna take my lights out
And I'm running through the same thing
And the main thing
This emotion to the max
Got it strengthening
Got her breaking
Running outta of the bread
Needa takening
Roll in the back
Nasopacks
They ain't gon' take me
Take it all in
Taking us, ain't a great things
Great things, at the top
That's a great thing
Well I'm tired of the fake things
Late nights walking around the house
Bottle wine, organize my thoughts
Sometimes I be in my feelings
Other times ready to ball
When It comes working seasons
F*ck it imma take 'em all
Every curve ball that they throw me
Swinging, Imma hit 'em all
Nothing can ever stop
Mind's been made
It's already locked
It's heating up for a minute
Water boiling up in that pot
Mind rolling in a way
Can't explain it, It's okay
Text me back in the morning
When I'm ready for the day
Late nights walking around the house
Bottle wine, organize my thoughts
Sometimes I be in my feelings
Other times ready to ball
When It comes working seasons
F*ck it imma take 'em all
Every curve ball that they throw me
Swinging, Imma hit 'em all
Nothing can ever stop
Mind's been made
It's already locked
It's heating up for a minute
Water boiling up in that pot
Mind rolling in a way
Can't explain it, It's okay
Text me back in the morning
When I'm ready for the day
When I'm sipping
You can tell cause I'm talking in depth
About the outside
And the out times
Talking deeply about
"It's about time"
When I'm, when I'm reminiscing
I be driving through the city
Taking in the flashing lights
And the colors of the night
Let me enjoy this for a second
The reactions and the endings
That ain't right
Cause in the morning
Imma feel bad
But right now I'm taking flight
I've done this here before
Got the glasses packing ice
It's a good occasion, perfect time
Going through bottles at a time
Trying to let it soothe my mind
Right times, got me itching
Finding my inner white wine
4 times, 4 times
I've written this verse
Putting thought in every line
Written it 4 times
Putting thought in every line
That's just what it takes
To be the great
Be the best at it
Give a little piece of mind
Late nights walking around the house
Bottle wine, organize my thoughts
Sometimes I be in my feelings
Other times ready to ball
When It comes working seasons
F*ck it imma take 'em all
Every curve ball that they throw me
Swinging, Imma hit 'em all
Nothing can ever stop
Mind's been made
It's already locked
It's heating up for a minute
Water boiling up in that pot
Mind rolling in a way
Can't explain it, It's okay
Text me back in the morning
When I'm ready for the day
Text me back in the morning
I be asking not recording
I be trolling, get transported
Need a bag and need a racening
People fakin'
Taking need a latening
It's the times when I'm talking
Need to brace them
And then case them
I be tryna find my way
And then the cave men
Tryna take my lights out
And I'm running through the same thing
And the main thing
This emotion to the max
Got it strengthening
Got her breaking
Running outta of the bread
Needa takening
Roll in the back
Nasopacks
They ain't gon' take me
Take it all in
Taking us, ain't a great things
Great things, at the top
That's a great thing
Well I'm tired of the fake things
Late nights walking around the house
Bottle wine, organize my thoughts
Sometimes I be in my feelings
Other times ready to ball
When It comes working seasons
F*ck it imma take 'em all
Every curve ball that they throw me
Swinging, Imma hit 'em all
Nothing can ever stop
Mind's been made
It's already locked
It's heating up for a minute
Water boiling up in that pot
Mind rolling in a way
Can't explain it, It's okay
Text me back in the morning
When I'm ready for the day
Writer: Michael Rodas
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid