Sleeping at the top, nightmares on bottom
Everybody wanna be fly til you swat 'em
But who am I to talk? I ain't shittin' roses
We in in the same picture but we all got different poses
I'm looking in my rearview, I see the world in it
I try to slow down, but I get rear ended
PAUSE! Like a red light, I'm dead right!
Highway to Heaven, God do you see my headlights?
They say you don't know what you're doing till you stop
Well call me clueless cause I do this
Attention all shooters, I'm a shooting star
Life is a course and I'mma shoot for Par
I'm searching for today instead I found tomorrow
And I put that shit right back like I'll see when I find
Young Money CMR, Blood like a scar
Weezy F baby and the F ain't for "flaw"
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