TUCK!! (SOL)

Got a tuck
I roll it bored
When I light up

Long drives in the tar pit
Half-life schemin' in the darkness
Strategize without a reason, and you lost, really
I'm just talking shit

I'm up at six and I've been

Drinking
I got time to think about some time and time agains
I got some time to think about how time against me
I hope y'all sing about me and do not Forget me, I've been facing concentrate
And bad decisions
Like, I'll probably wait inside the civic
Ay, aye
If I was you, I'd walk the shit and
Check out every ending 'fore you driftin
Shitty drivers on my laptop, and the city Wishing well inside my closet
Still ain't cleant it
Clipping mixes, get frustrated and then quilt my inhibition
Meet a girl I think I'll fuck with
Then I don't, and then I lie
And say I meant it, yeah
It's really ticking time, we building bombs Inside the trenches
Tricking out, I flunked as soon as I hit trigonom
(Fuck them quizzes)

That's why I be in my head
I could've aced all of them classes
But I was baking instead
Watch how I'm smiling today
Regardless of breaking the path
God the one guiding my way
And it's not what you thinking
It's probably rap in the heavens,
And I'm on the stage
Phonics is hittin, I just need weed and ambition
Life on a repeat
I'm surviving, not living it
Missing my feeling and vision
Mobbing, I'm missing my mama
I live with her
Think I rely on the bottle
I bartered my childhood
For some new whiskey
Living reminders in mirrors
Them myriads of my
Amalgamated mind
I done had to waste some time
Pattern making may put concrete pour
Over this pot hole that I got
Just over time
Like we only got some seconds for the shot
My team is locked
You'll need the key for this here, son

This shit is warm
I gotta tuck
I roll it bored
When I light up
I'm seeing soul, I'm seeing stars
S-O-L, we good,
Yeah
This shit is warm

This shit is warm
I gotta tuck
I roll it bored
S.O.L, we good