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 [Verse 2] 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'