[Hook]x3
There's too many things I haven't done yet
There's too many sunsets, I haven't seen
[Robs]
Yo I get this feeling pouring into my bones
Like my soul opened up and the sun got cloned
And my boys are back home, and we all in the mix kid
Throwin back brews like its nobodies business
This shit, right here is a miracle
Sittin in the lab with a pen gettin lyrical
Thinkin bout the future, lookin at the rearview
Knowin that the man in the mirrors real cheerful
Nothin but love, December in Seattle and I'm missin the glove
I got work on Christmas, that wasn't on the wish list
But it'll work out, I got my chin up in this
Bitch I'm unbreakable, Polomalu hair flow so unmistakable
Pass me the mic like a bottle I'm a take a pull
Every other day of my life's like a festival
This iridescent glow only goin up, got the husbands in the cut, waitin like a bomb tick boom man we blowin uuup
[Hook]
[Riv]
Hello good morning wit it, roll down the windows
Tell'm I don't give a fuck if it's the Northwest pourin
In across the floor again, socks yup no fresh haircut
Foldin up my bed like accordions, and yes
He's the type of dude that moves around the furniture
New day, new point of view and that's refreshing
Cause this that next shit new bevel cut
Can you feel the treble hit, get the bread and toast it up
Cause last night danced threw it into reverse
I'm growing outta this beat like a medium shirt
And its not, sixth grade but gotta get paid
And I'm glad that summer keeps on fuckin with my birthday
Cause its that golden age of hip hop
Anybody flip one gonna hear that street talk, so I just
Keep on telling em runnin on marathons get em on recordings
Doin things you've never done before
There's too many things I haven't done yet
There's too many sunsets, I haven't seen
[Robs]
Yo I get this feeling pouring into my bones
Like my soul opened up and the sun got cloned
And my boys are back home, and we all in the mix kid
Throwin back brews like its nobodies business
This shit, right here is a miracle
Sittin in the lab with a pen gettin lyrical
Thinkin bout the future, lookin at the rearview
Knowin that the man in the mirrors real cheerful
Nothin but love, December in Seattle and I'm missin the glove
I got work on Christmas, that wasn't on the wish list
But it'll work out, I got my chin up in this
Bitch I'm unbreakable, Polomalu hair flow so unmistakable
Pass me the mic like a bottle I'm a take a pull
Every other day of my life's like a festival
This iridescent glow only goin up, got the husbands in the cut, waitin like a bomb tick boom man we blowin uuup
[Hook]
[Riv]
Hello good morning wit it, roll down the windows
Tell'm I don't give a fuck if it's the Northwest pourin
In across the floor again, socks yup no fresh haircut
Foldin up my bed like accordions, and yes
He's the type of dude that moves around the furniture
New day, new point of view and that's refreshing
Cause this that next shit new bevel cut
Can you feel the treble hit, get the bread and toast it up
Cause last night danced threw it into reverse
I'm growing outta this beat like a medium shirt
And its not, sixth grade but gotta get paid
And I'm glad that summer keeps on fuckin with my birthday
Cause its that golden age of hip hop
Anybody flip one gonna hear that street talk, so I just
Keep on telling em runnin on marathons get em on recordings
Doin things you've never done before
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