Time Machine Styles P

[Intro]
Gotta do this shit from the guts, you know?
Make 'em feel it

[Verse 1]
Smoke it to myself then drink it to myself
Then thinkin’ to myself that I'ma need some help
'Cause I’m cryin' inside and I'm dyin' inside
But I'm always outside 'cause I need a little wealth
I been thinkin' 'bout the future, I been thinkin’ ’bout the past
And I always been the champ and I ain't never need a belt
Yeah, you sleepin’ with a partner but you dreamin' all alone
So, I'm a firm believer in believin' in yourself
Rats out, snakes is lightnin’ on the gas
While I'm steppin' on the gas, no rust on the brake discs
Stayin' out the way, purple day in the hood
Back then when we was killin' all that mixtape shit
Homies got down and they died outta town gettin' money
Swear to God that's some real heart-break shit
Me and wifey high while we headed to the 'Sty lookin' fly
Playin' Faith while we celebratin' greatness

[Chorus]
Oooooh-oooh-ooh-ooh
I had enough time to think
I'm on a time machine
I had my shares of ups and downs
Faced my fears when no one's around
I had enough time to think
I'm on a time machine
Oooooh-oooh-ooh-ooh