(Verse 1)
My girl got a lil butt but i like it
I rock nikes in the lightnin’
So excitin’ why you come to spots fighting
We ones who make the world spin so brightly
Take a likin’ and hey say they fel is getting pricey
Rocking headbands running with the bison
Y’all ain’t gotta like me
Lets see i’m birthed out of bridgeport
Raised out in t-town i was rocking my jansport
I must keep my hands warm
That winter storm hit more like sandstorms
But get up and dance more
I’m somewhere on that metro tryna find me some
More shit to fill up in my styrofoam to mix with my soda, and this shit sound like it outta
I see some wonderful daughters, got some wonderful friends
Only fuck with the positive
Never riding the bench
Getting caught by the the feds
Trny run up that fence
Y’all supposed to keep me safe feel like you just want me dead
Ayo muscato
We gone count our damn dollars and pay your dad back for all the drama
Oh this world is so strange
My homies all on that cane
But that shit ain’t for me
That’s why i find others ways
To stay lifted
Heeeyy
And if you tryna deal with same then come head out this way
Let’s get busy, baby
All i ever wanted was a lil bit of everything
(Bridge)
And these are the days these are the days, they running away, they keep running away
My girl got a lil, a lil lil lil ll

(Verse 2)
And she don’t got a lot of money but she like it
She think the world is too priceless
And i’m the type to run from the shit i find enticing
And i don’t always like me
But you, you always like me
And now i’m get pricey (damn)
Waking up on floors of different houses almost on the nightly
So yeah it’s pretty likely that i’m gon’ forget you
I’m busy making art pieces, steppin on step stools
The pressure will get you
Don’t let it depress you
I used to make a mess now i make instrumentals and keep it so benzo
And if the world could relax
We could maybe get a grip on all the time we let pass