It's been hard to come up with something I gotta write
I just started, I feel like I'm only out of sight
Of my problems, they're coming back and they're gonna bite
I'm nightcrawlin', when I get back then I'm gonna write
It's my song and I know this song ain't gon' write itself
But my conscience is preying on me cause life itself
Is weighing on me, my patience is getting tough to hold
The day is coming when all our ashes will turn to gold
Rolling stones and one day we'll all be growing old
Only bones, wait hold up I'm having no control
Sometimes I think my verses aren't perfect as it is
Sometimes I blink and another person had a kid
Sometimes I drink and sometimes I feel like throwing up
Sometimes we click and sometimes we feel like posting up
Open up or close if you need to hone your grind
Open mind, open heart, listen close you'll find
That you'll do what you like
Just do what you like
You'll do what you like
Open up fast, because your time is coming past
There it is, and it's gone, and you'll never have it back
One more track and I'm done, I swear I don't even rap
Keeping tabs on my future's what feels like eating crab
The demon's back and this f*cker won't even leave a scratch
I'm hearing tracks in my head instead, it's like dealing crack
Cause I got bands on the low and don't no one even know
Keep rolling steady, I know that one day I'm gonna blow
Fold up, no, I got too much ambition in my soul
It isn't gold, it's not tangible, I don't even know
Even so, it comes from a place of seeing growth
Facing foes for fame is like making haters known
Make it known that I don't want beef cause hate is low
Weight of gold on my shoulders shouldn't shake your fans egos
Your fancy goals are ambitious, and vicious snakes'll go
To try to take it from you
Whatever it is, I guess we'll never know
And you'll do what you like
Just do what you like
You'll do what you like