[Prod. Romil & Dom McLennon]
[Verse 1: Dom McLennon]
I look at clocks while I'm dreaming and feel illiterate
Tripped into a lucid state; now I'm hitting barbiturates
Crip walking on cloud nine, aware and ignorant
Misfit of the genesis with emphasis, demolishing pretentiousness
Copped a holy grail from the App Store
Sipping enthenogens out of the cup of Jesus then
Rolling with the cleanest kin, expressing these dreams within
So tell me what you're reading into, hmm
[Verse 2: Kevin Abstract]
Reading The FADER mag, I’m glad that I’m not in it yet
I’m not finished yet
I think that double-X-L post had some niggas geekin'
Frequently I’m seeing my niggas who live far away, I travel a lot
I’m seveenteen and I don’t babble a lot
Unless it’s on social media, awkward disease
I was gifted with, shit, if you consider it that
Pale bitches or you know, African, Black
Only way that I like 'em, writing gems down
Chilling outside of Sky’s house
With who is now my kin, wow, weird shit
I’m cool though, black kids at school, though
Starting to fuck with me, they think I’m getting money, really I’m just spending money, personally broke as fuck
But in the 90s my ma lucked out, fuck
The American dream right? Smell like a teen right?
Top down screaming out wait til I get my cream right
Oww, now let that shit breathe
You think you killing me? Don’t view you as an enemy
My aspirations getting bigger
Sister sippin evil, liquor in her liver
Label thrown on me, nigga, nigga, nigga
Remove the power from the words dawg
That’s what my idols say
Momma tell me to remember what the Bible say
But honestly, my life is turning to a tidal wave
I’m losing my place reading this page
They say pace, pace, pace boy it’s all about pacing
It’s all about making, all about creating
Weekends spent in basements
Slaving over a motherfucking statement to the world
Middle finger to the 'burbs
Too much judgment going on 'round here
I'ma pack up my bags and chase a dream for a year
Doing whatever it takes to get my point across clear
And clearly this the shit y’all ain’t tryna hear
[Verse 1: Dom McLennon]
I look at clocks while I'm dreaming and feel illiterate
Tripped into a lucid state; now I'm hitting barbiturates
Crip walking on cloud nine, aware and ignorant
Misfit of the genesis with emphasis, demolishing pretentiousness
Copped a holy grail from the App Store
Sipping enthenogens out of the cup of Jesus then
Rolling with the cleanest kin, expressing these dreams within
So tell me what you're reading into, hmm
[Verse 2: Kevin Abstract]
Reading The FADER mag, I’m glad that I’m not in it yet
I’m not finished yet
I think that double-X-L post had some niggas geekin'
Frequently I’m seeing my niggas who live far away, I travel a lot
I’m seveenteen and I don’t babble a lot
Unless it’s on social media, awkward disease
I was gifted with, shit, if you consider it that
Pale bitches or you know, African, Black
Only way that I like 'em, writing gems down
Chilling outside of Sky’s house
With who is now my kin, wow, weird shit
I’m cool though, black kids at school, though
Starting to fuck with me, they think I’m getting money, really I’m just spending money, personally broke as fuck
But in the 90s my ma lucked out, fuck
The American dream right? Smell like a teen right?
Top down screaming out wait til I get my cream right
Oww, now let that shit breathe
You think you killing me? Don’t view you as an enemy
My aspirations getting bigger
Sister sippin evil, liquor in her liver
Label thrown on me, nigga, nigga, nigga
Remove the power from the words dawg
That’s what my idols say
Momma tell me to remember what the Bible say
But honestly, my life is turning to a tidal wave
I’m losing my place reading this page
They say pace, pace, pace boy it’s all about pacing
It’s all about making, all about creating
Weekends spent in basements
Slaving over a motherfucking statement to the world
Middle finger to the 'burbs
Too much judgment going on 'round here
I'ma pack up my bags and chase a dream for a year
Doing whatever it takes to get my point across clear
And clearly this the shit y’all ain’t tryna hear
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