January 1st 2020 Lyrics

So many times in life I've felt mortified

Wanted to eat like four or five .45 slugs

Or jump off a tower forty five stories high

But it's some shit id never glorify

Just for the sake of a storyline

All with the end goal

Of getting a gold chain or,

A motherfuckin' sporty ride

Used to base my life on aimless nights

My life tricklin' down like Reaganites

With some friends I saw some famous sights

But I had Pleasantville vision - greys and whites

Some days consciousness I hated it,

Felt like I'm draggin' a leg weight and shit

Cuz even if i made the latest hit

With laser wit id still have shit relationships

Got a pad and some raps and some VSTs

Four or five folks who believe in me

But I'm not sure how to be relievin' the

Tendency to feel like someone's squeezin' me

But I keep openin' FL, Google Docs

First drop got mocked, it was a brutal shock

Maybe I shoulda worked at computer shops

Or opted to get into crypto, futures, stocks

One things for sure I stop on my terms

Be assured I'll assure to ensure that the tide turns

Foes wanna bang, square off like side burns

And if I'm not clipped I'ma mix 'til my eyes burn

So, I don't have a backup plan

Not much for fashion brands like Dapper Dan

And if my plan fails; like Afghanistan

Then there's always money in the damn banana stand