In Between ft. Dice Lyrics

Good or bad (bad)

In between (no)

Take me to the church, boutta cause a scene

Should've passed (passed)

Heavenly (yeah)

But I knew inside it wasn't meant to be

Good or bad (bad)

In between (no)

Take me to the church, boutta cause a scene

Should've passed (passed)

Heavenly (yeah)

But I knew inside it wasn't meant to be

Shoutout to big homie

He lay out da options

Where I really be

Lost in sillouhettes

Wit no stress, Endless

possibilities

Got pop culture, got investments

Portfolio impressive

Got a pot of gold for breakfast

And a lotta heat

Been Flyin down the runway wit one way to go

Instead of breathin hit the gun rage and aim

Witout a scope,

Gotta hope oneday the funds paid,

picture on the frontpage

Sittin down with all them dumb lames that underrate the goat

I wanna chop it up with young hova

He Full of lessons never hunched over strong chested love ova

Everything they post about and everywhere the write em out he gun smoke em

We tend to trust the process of

the ones that done spoke em

We sell our souls and sign our lives away

To posers never nuff

Never on the path we done chosen

Somehow the process of my life move like a straight line

Excuses at the start, at the end I fuckin take lives

Good or bad (bad)

In between (no)

Take me to the church, boutta cause a scene

Should've passed (passed)

Heavenly (yeah)

But I knew inside it wasn't meant to be

Good or bad (bad)

In between (no)

Take me to the church, boutta cause a scene

Should've passed (passed)

Heavenly (yeah)

But I knew inside it wasn't meant to be

Wasn't meant to be

I been thinking everything was meant for me

Having doubts about my own identity

If I scream and shout, they gon lock me up inside the penitentiary

Rather drown it out with all the Hennessy

I been spending time, in my own, peace of mind

I don't wanna piece of yours, you don't wanna piece of mine

We can never see the signs

You could never read my mind (yeah)

I been feelin really derealized

Peep the logic

I'm out of my body I try to stop it

But stress is keeping up, when I'm parking up at college

And now I'm talking rough, I'll keep it buck be honest

I was being modest cuz I'm too hungover off the gin and tonic (uh)

Got the golden hoops round the ear, spitting super sonic

Then I cast a shadow flying like a comet

Now they wish upon a star try to make a promise

But we breaking it apart, cuz we need a profit

Good or bad (bad)

In between (no)

Take me to the church, boutta cause a scene

Should've passed (passed)

Heavenly (yeah)

But I knew inside it wasn't meant to be

Good or bad (bad)

In between (no)

Take me to the church, boutta cause a scene

Should've passed (passed)

Heavenly (yeah)

But I knew inside it wasn't meant to be