Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away Time is ticking, my life running Gotta pick up the pace Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away Time is ticking, my life running Gotta pick up the pace She in my head, but I'm in my zone I call her over just to give me dome She take these drugs with me, just to get me numb If it's really bout that money, gotta get me some Okay, try then, put em in the tomb I been counting threw it, yeah I been thumbing threw it She fucking with me cuz I get me some Momma' told me imma star, so you know imma shine Yeah, imma grind, yeah, yeah, v lone on my jacket Never use to flex but now she wanna text me She see all this guap now she wanna sext me Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away Time is ticking, my life running Gotta pick up the pace Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away Time is ticking, my life running Gotta pick up the pace I just wanna ball, pull up in that aston martin Always lookin' clean, I always gotta look my sharpest Bitches wanna call, left that girl at her apartment I don't even try, I always use to try my hardest Business boomin' time to flip the money like a heelflip I just need a bag of weed, brought to me by a real bitch Riding through the night, I'm speeding, I might let the wheel slip Everyday this fucking year is feeling like a field trip I'm gonna slide through, tell em bring the vibes through Order me a ten piece, smoking through the drive through We ain't nothing like you, and that might surprise you I don't do the beef online, you nothing that I'd type to They sticking with me like glue Pull up in that light blue Let the haters know I'm feeling great Just look at my shoes, yeah Ain't no going back Ain't no going back Ain't no going back Baby, ain't no going back Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away Time is ticking, my life running Gotta pick up the pace Wasting, wasting, yeah I'm wasting away Time is ticking, my life running Gotta pick up the pace My head messy, I can't think straight Eyes are blurry, so you know I see the haze I try to wipe it out, but it's engraved Mark's of the beast, call me a beast mane As I sit at the top of my throne I'll ask myself, do I even belong? My mind plays tricks, so forgive me if I'm gone My mind plays tricks, so forgive me if I'm gone Yeah I move with it, smooth living One day, I'll come home One day I'll come home One day, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ou-ou-ou-ou-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah-uh-yeah Mmmm-mmm-mmm-mm-mm-mm M-m-m