Tel Aviv (Interlude)

I'm living up to these expectations I hope

I been out tryna get a real job I don't wanna sell dope

I been making so many misty clouds think I'm becoming a ghost

And I don't really wanna die young but these late nights I get close

I got two hunnid in my bank account I know that I'm gonna blow

And I'm all alone in a big jacket, I got no hood in the snow

And I act like I got big racks but ramen my only dough

And I act like I got good grades I don't know where I gon' go

Man I'm scared

My mom gon' yell at me id tell Aviv but she won't care

I might just fly away to Tel Aviv and hide out there