What A Question (Intro) Lyrics

Yo, okay

Yo, you are now listening to

Delayed Gratification wassup

Okay, where am I in life?

What a question, I sit back and observe

Take note of all my blessings

I'm talking simple shit like being able to speak

I stepped upstairs to the studio with my own two feet

And not to mention a studio, man

Like, fuck, yo, a thousand square feet

Just for me to come and bust a gut

I've been praying for a location like this, it's so amazing

Just me and my excavation pulling traumas right up

Like, yuhh, things I pushed down

But that don't matter now

Just feel lighter when I turn it into sound

Now it's out, removing all the weight

I tell the pain inside me that you gotta relocate

Yo, okay, who am I in life?

What a question, I think I found an answer

But life always keeps me guessing

I thought that I knew it, it turned out not to be congruent

Was broken, I couldn't glue it

It just needs to be this music

If you see the dream, then do it

You don't need the reason through it

Count to three, then ease into it

If you wanna be it, then beat me to it

Take a leap and be intuitive

Stepping back's a new addition

To all the foolishness

Tell yourself you're wrong and listen

To all my rules and shit

Spitting out spiritual wisdom

For you to use this shit

And now you know this shit

In five years, I'll be famous

I spit real, you didn't notice it

On second thought, I'm thinking back

And really, man, yo no one did

Yo, ayy, so what do we do now?

Back with incredibly new style

Make enough money to move out

Using my voice and my new sound

Proving my point, but I don't shout

Cover my ass as I cover my ground

I pick up the flow and it's right where I've left it

I'm sorry I'm picky about vibrats and energy

Can't pick around all these skeptics

I'm not on my phone, so you can't hit me there

Need my space, and I hope you respect it

Rapping intrepid, I'm feeling blessed with

A talent that the majority are already impressed with it

Yo be exposed and be bested

Cause if you think we at the stu well bitch you fucking guessed it

Can't criticize criteria when inverse of invested

Yo, that's my message

We have less than, a couple decades, until we're rested

So quit your fucking texting

Get off your ass and book a session

Admit fault and learn a lesson

Lose all your chips, absolve all your aggression

Yo, what are we doing in life?

That is the question

Exceptional bars every night

With no exception, I hope that I'm doing it right

Got God's protection, God's direction

Yo Okay one line at a time

Just trying to stay alive

Okay, hit me if you vibe

Ay, yo, shout out if you've listened to Who's Real, Gold, and Revive

Those that want bu-by on my side

Play the trumpets, I arrive

Adhere to the insides

And hear for what they cry

Otherwise, other people decide what's for yourself

Other people now decide what is for your health

Yo, you've been working

Think it's time that you reward yourself

Okay, there's nothing more important than to know thyself

It seems nobody's gonna come well then I'll go myself

I've been waiting to be taught it's time I show myself

I know I know myself and that is so myself

Okay, nobody's gonna shine well, bitch, I'll glow myself

I had to learn that joy does not derive below my belt

I was beside myself but I can't describe how low I felt

Just tell me what to do when your hot but your ice melts

Alright, let's kick it off