RIVER ROAD

Still working

Still waking up looking for real purpose

Still trying to figure out what it's gon' take

Still trying to find connection with some real surface level types

Back when I was young, I used to pedal bikes

Now I'm riding cross country, doing several nights

In and out the Sprinter van, pull up, get the levels right

Get a bite to eat, do the show, and then we settle like

What could be a better life?

But I'm still staring at the ceiling in my bed at night

Thinking 'bout what I don't got yet

Why I'm not hot yet

Why the last project was something that I thought would make me something that I'm not yet

It's all a work in progress

That's what they tell me and I respond with, "I guess"

I been wanting to get something off my chest

But it's not time yet

It might never be time

My kid won't get no screen time

At least that's what I'd like to think

'Cause my childhood was filled with tree climbs

And Oatmeal Creme Pies and looking at the street signs

I guess that he gon' be fine, or she will

I just feel like it's hard to be thrilled in times like this

When our hands can't keep still

And if it's not Insta then it's emails

There's beauty in the details

So I'ma try my best to pay attention to 'em

Spend your day with this and it can get you through it

I ain't seen an institute since I ended schooling

Used to hate it, now my dreams take place in it

Sun shine through the blinds 'til I wake in it

I just got done stretching like the eighth inning

Now it's time to get something 'fore the day's finished

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I got

Well wishes in my cellphone from my classmates that let themselves go

Well aware that I'm well known

Know we had a stretch of time between us that you felt close to me, but

It's been a minute since

Did I change or did they rob me of my innocence?

Inner city kids I grew up with, we had some differences

But inside gymnasiums, it's almost like they didn't exist

Time's tickin', my mom's 50

Told me that she been thinkin' 'bout spending time different

It's more precious, what if I took the same method at 21 and adopted it?

Sometimes I feel like I'm tripping for dipping out of town while my pops living still

Palms itching, but this money is not Benadryl

Ain't no pattern to the way I tend to feel

It's all over the place

I'ma lower the shades and sleep in

I ran into a kid I grew up with

He shook my hand and told me, "No one thought you'd do this shit"

I can't relate, but see, I understand

'Cause when they hear me now compared to back then it's like, "Who is this?"

Don't know if I changed, but the music did

In my old shit, I used to just admit things

Now I sit around and wonder, "Is that something you admit?"

'Cause when I hear it, all I do is cringe

I guess I did change

Two years in ATL

Before I moved, I had never got drunk

Now I'm getting tore up like an ACL

Meeting people that my friends idolize

That they only ever get a chance to see on they TL

Artists that they playing through a JBL

In somebody's basement, smoking, getting wasted

Something in the air and I can taste it

2018 I couldn't be on my own

Every night I'd call a girl and fall asleep on the phone

I guess it was how I coped with leaving from home

Discipline, I gotta keep in control

It gets more difficult to rap every day

'Cause it's less and less things that feel like worth saying

Nothing is for sure except life sure ends

I tried to keep that in mind but it's not workin'