[Intro: Illmac]
Uh, where you going?
Yeah, where you going?
Yo
[Verse 1: Illmac]
They know where I’m at, they ain’t gotta find me still
If the Devil want my soul then tell him dollar-sign the deal
Yo, please don’t make go there, I been tryna chill
They just on a vibe that I ain’t tryna feel
But if I ever did you wrong then I apologize for real
Told her love’s a drug then turned around and popped it like a pill
If the good die young, then I ain’t gotta write a will
I’m great, but cross the line I’ma pop ‘em like a seal
Find motivation turning flaws to strengths
If they ain’t on my wavelength they end up on my plate, I contemplate it
Chalked ‘em up to cost of greatness
So-called friends’ revolving faces became lessons I walked away wit’
Ask where this came from you must be misinformed
But hold ya’ hand over ya’ heart and now you getting warm
All I got is well-wishes for ‘em, even if they’re dead to me, that’s why this liquor pouring
I got bigger problems, bigger visions bigger plans
Don’t mind being a bigger man
This who I really am, not fake love, don’t fit the brand
They ask what you want and I don’t respond
Don’t need negative energy around me, only calm, some shit going on
Type of problems it’s harder to be specific
Grandma dying and - won’t even visit
My brother, he can’t be bothered, got problems that keep him distant
She told me her favorite memories, promised I seen her visions I was in ‘em
Memories I grow from
Like when I used to spit in my hands thinking I was rapping, I was so young
Talked about Grandpa Joe and things he’d say
Now when they ask where I’m going I answer ‘to hell if I don’t change my ways’
Uh, where you going?
Yeah, where you going?
Yo
[Verse 1: Illmac]
They know where I’m at, they ain’t gotta find me still
If the Devil want my soul then tell him dollar-sign the deal
Yo, please don’t make go there, I been tryna chill
They just on a vibe that I ain’t tryna feel
But if I ever did you wrong then I apologize for real
Told her love’s a drug then turned around and popped it like a pill
If the good die young, then I ain’t gotta write a will
I’m great, but cross the line I’ma pop ‘em like a seal
Find motivation turning flaws to strengths
If they ain’t on my wavelength they end up on my plate, I contemplate it
Chalked ‘em up to cost of greatness
So-called friends’ revolving faces became lessons I walked away wit’
Ask where this came from you must be misinformed
But hold ya’ hand over ya’ heart and now you getting warm
All I got is well-wishes for ‘em, even if they’re dead to me, that’s why this liquor pouring
I got bigger problems, bigger visions bigger plans
Don’t mind being a bigger man
This who I really am, not fake love, don’t fit the brand
They ask what you want and I don’t respond
Don’t need negative energy around me, only calm, some shit going on
Type of problems it’s harder to be specific
Grandma dying and - won’t even visit
My brother, he can’t be bothered, got problems that keep him distant
She told me her favorite memories, promised I seen her visions I was in ‘em
Memories I grow from
Like when I used to spit in my hands thinking I was rapping, I was so young
Talked about Grandpa Joe and things he’d say
Now when they ask where I’m going I answer ‘to hell if I don’t change my ways’
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