Текст песни
Yea, yea
Keep on chasing you dreams
Don't ever let them stress you
My daily life consist of things most people new get to see
Ride around just you and me
In this crazy ass life there's just a few things that I need
Like pretty bitches smoking weed
Views from the balcony
You don't even got not vision could manifest a thing
I drive the dual motor crazy like I'm flying x wing
And girl you looking kind of bad
You trynna be my next thing
Closer to where I want to be
From where I started at
Every single song I make you know I put my heart in that
Trynna communicate clear I've been working hard on that
And getting better at my craft is where I got my focus at
Some people used to be my bros they went out so sad
600,000 stream two years
How the fuck I do that
$60,000 for the whip I didn't even go to class
I stacked up a lot of cash but I was never good in math
Its not unusual for me to be myself
These people fucking lazy and weird don't give em help
Because they're gonna waste your time
Im always on my grind I work from nine-five
To five-nine to nine-five its not even rare
Its all the time
They can try to block my light but they won't stop my shine
This whole shit was freestyle I didn't write a rhyme
Perfect timing even if I'm late I'm on time
Girl you feel so familiar you from a past life
Hope you support me on mission it might take some time
She said she recognize my grind im up late all the time
I do this shit for me you couldn't stop me if you tried
She acting nervous, little shy, told her its gonna be fine
No street lights can only see because the moon shines
Grateful you by my side, we hear the owls late at night
Im about to make a beat tell me can you write a rhyme
Whenever I show up surprise myself every time