What's a hundred thou?
Bitch I need billion now
On another cloud
Somewhere I can't settle down
Looking all around lost what I ain't never found
Thought I was the man until I realized
It ain't what it's bout
Take a download of my mind
And print it out, frame and hang it on a wall on its side
Then take some gas and a lighter go and set it on fire
Then take a glass half full and pour it out for the times
We was out there living cheap
Told em I want everything
Realized if I got it that'd be nothing and it set me free
Open heart don't mess with me
Overheard my destiny
Now every day been feeling green
A boulevard of broken dreams
I got it
My last
Psychotic
They trapped
Pray we falling for it one last time
I know my past ain't lost in a flash
Ironic
How it happened so quick but no they can't stop time
