astros Lyrics

I get impatient

I know its nothing in the world I can't get

My brother in the back he blowing dank shit

Had to stop smoking but I still get high cause 808's replace it

We on Pro Tools mixing in the basement

I swapped em' out, I love renovation

We just some young niggas tryna make it

Young niggas tryna make it happen

She ain't got no time for me

And I ain't got no time for her, it won't work

She gon' have a hard time finding me

Now that's not yo line of work, I'm off earth

I could take you to the Astros

We could learn to make cash grow

We could stay for a little while

Pick you up, take you back home

And you don't gotta ask, no

I could take you out the world, make you feel a way

But you won't listen anyway

Okay vodka my lemonade

I don't even like to drink

But she got tea for me, go ahead and spill it bae

She came right over and that shit got killed today

She blame the retrograde, I think she in the way

I'm in my head thinking, How I could innovate

How I could hit the bank

How I could win today

She like break that shit down down down

In the room she surround sound loud

He was balling, he fouled out now

Boy I'm tryna make thou's off vowels

Boy I'm tryna make millions off some metaphors

Imma have to kick my foot right through that door

This shit what I love, I can't get bored

You could be the keys, I could be the board

I could be the strings, you could be the chords

You could be delay and I could be the chorus

We can make a movie you could be the star

To you it's just music, now it mean more

I get impatient

I know its nothing in the world I can't get

My brother in the back he blowing dank shit

Had to stop smoking but I still get high cause 808's replace it

We on Pro Tools mixing in the basement

I swapped em' out, I love renovation

We just some young niggas tryna make it

Young niggas tryna make it happen

She ain't got no time for me

And I ain't got no time for her, it won't work

She gon' have a hard time finding me

Now that's not yo line of work, I'm off earth

I could take you to the Astros

We could learn to make cash grow

We could stay for a little while

Pick you up, take you back home

And you don't gotta ask, no