Coup de Tan

Time ain't of the essence baby I am the essence

No moment like the one you just spent reminiscing

I left it on the bench weighed it out its all you

She scooped me from my mama crib hand me the aux want me play my music

When I make it out alive I scratch a tally on the tilework

Dinner in Delancey yea we talked but it was just surface

Problems in the pantry don't expire we move them to the left

You can close your eyes it don't make the situation less real

Life ain't easy and it cost to get into heaven

Like oh my God this twenty kicking my ass

City get crazy better know where you be at

Like we don't fuck with them niggas man they ass be tripping