Tyme Fliez Lyrics

Yesterday was on bikes by Westbaker the park Me and Adrian rode until lights lit up the

Dark Fifteen, the freedom was more than enough

We so greedy, his pops wouldn't allow too much And ma dukes been callin', boy, bring

Your ass back home We in our own world, BMX bumpin' Weezy F

That's been my favorite rapper, MP3 player, adapter In my pocket, more than my wallet

Need it like air Music was my connection to layers outta here

Scared to face the world, so I face earbuds instead And zone out to Mac Miller or K Lamar

They like my band aids, help me heal all of my scars

What if I can do the same for someone miles away

This tummy pain been achin' me for many days Still I just pedal on, tell myself that it's

Okay Cause I'm too strong for worldly things to

Dominate Dear future, I desire to be on a stage

With my bike and a mic, at my nigga age That's my day one, but life has paved the

Way For both of us to ride our separate ways

And that's real, uh Twenty-five, I been doin' music like everyday

Started out around twenty, hope that I ain't too late

Started writin' back then, the Motorola notes Fill the screen until it froze, until it froze

Had a friend named Gregory that did the same He was in for the ride, told him keep pedalin

Every year say my prayer, God sent on folks my way

To help me get on that stage, get on that stage, uh

Greg pushed my pen, said I'm one of them ones My confidence ain't shit, I ain't believe it, uh

Until I seen the reaction of him and his folks and a few more

Cause back then, my folks never said a damn thing

Except that one time, watchin' Kendrick win a Grammy

Mama said, Nookie one, that is you on that stage She probably didn't realize how much that meant

The world to me And I ain't gonna stop this shit until I obtain

Time steady tickin', ten thousand hours away Twenty-four hours a day, this shit gon' take a while

I'm a master of my craft and I don't give a damn

Top of the mountain, top of the mornin', flow within the flaws

Road, let's travel, I'ma pedal till it's broke Wrap my hands around your throat, till your ears bleed

Myke soun, quotes, this here's for my dedicated folks

Till I disappear, my voice will continue to note

Time flies, time flies

And my childhood had limited views, but limitations

Placed upon you is your own choice, think out