Choose a track to play
Put myself to the limit
Take everything that you throw at me
Break it all down, split the blunt now
Suffer with the hate now, I'm feeling, chief
Keep hating, I'm a go getter
Work in your eye, but I know better
Taking everything in stride
Tryna stay warm amidst this cold weather
Could be going through a midlife crisis
Them thoughts in my mind ain't been the same
Tryna make a run in this music game
But everything I hear is so cliche
Pave my own way, take another road
Gotta see another day, gotta stay the same
I'll be goddamn if a nigga gotta sell a soul
Just to sound like that weak lil play
Fortnite, we at the top of the game
Giving thanks to the homies that paved the way
Tryna keep winning in this crazy game
Now my life ain't never gonna be the same
So I always tryna stay smash it
You wanna set it off? I'll blast it
So God catch me weaving through traffic
Gotta get away from this static
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Wasting time, I'm racing time
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Wasting time, I'm racing time
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Wasting time, I'm racing time
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Here we go again in this thing called life
Where there's a lot of pain and there's a lot of strife
I won't tuck my tail and I earn my stripes
Here we go again in this thing called life
A long time ago I told myself
I wouldn't be the same, I need change
That's more than a clever saying
That might get me elected as leader some day
I need faith in the way that I'm going is right
Not a like or Islamic belief
So the teaching of the Buddhists or deceit
Of the Catholic priest, they lay in sheets with the children
Under crying side, and I was like
I know what's best, the way to deal with the stress
Get it off my chest, whatever may be
Death of a friend or financial worries
These demons follow me whether grim or a chest scar
Always still a chest high
Spilling out the loop like a fey tire
Inspire me to produce like a bitch with the beast
Of a thousand lost voices that'll never get to speak
Follow me and see the B.C.'s
If these are the means
Become Jesus, see the streets that he dreams
To see them, if we just believe
That faith could work and bring change
We need it; need not be myself worthy
But I worry at times or do by some return
Like a friend to the trust of the ride
I'll spend my life on this road and I'm down to die
If I don't dare to fly, wouldn't I waste it, mind?
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Wasting time, I'm racing time
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Wasting time, I'm racing time
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Wasting time, I'm racing time
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Here we go again in this thing called life
Where there's a lot of pain and there's a lot of strife
I won't tuck my tail and I earn my stripes
Here we go again in this thing called life
Here we go again in this thing called life
Where there's a lot of pain and there's a lot of strife
I won't tuck my tail and I earn my stripes
Here we go again in this thing called life
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Wasting time, I'm racing time
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Wasting time, I'm racing time
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Wasting time, I'm racing time
Not wasting time, I'm racing time
Here we go again in this thing called life
Where there's a lot of pain and there's a lot of strife
I won't tuck my tail and I earn my stripes
Here we go again in this thing called life