Lyrics

How do you turn the Atlantic into a pond?
I been waitin' on God response
All the film didn't pick up phenomenon
All my thoughts need a carpool to Comic Con
Or an octagon
'Cause they act like we fightin'
But not at all
On my dolo cause i dont want y'all involved
If my baby could teleport problem solved
Me and shorty locked in we don't got a bond
I see it and go for it
I be so high when I nosedive
Got nothin' to show for it
But I never hide when it's showtime
I could never come up short
My creators done made me like 6'5"
I gotta work on my trust more
But it's easier now that I feel alive
When we met I cared already
Call me up, I'm there already
Your my one, my man, my lady, my all
The day we met you cared already
If God answered my prayer already
Then you'd be here already
And countin' the fetti

I do not relate to Future
I miss my bitch
I still want the clothes and the money and lights and the ice on the wrist
But I'm trynna count up the cash while you passenger in my whip
I cannot relate to Future I miss my
How could I relate to future
I miss my bitch
He got the money and clothes and lights and the ice on the wrist
And I'm trynna count up the cash while you passenger in my whip
How could I relate to Future I miss my

Baddies that I used to want gettin' curved
They for the streets
Kicked em to the curb
I'm sippin on water
Aint sippin no syrup
Nothing's sweeter than the herb
All of my exes remind me of skittles
So we ain't play man in the middle
I hit singles and doubles and triples
So I got to tell my life story in riddles
I got bored with running back
Whenever I flirt with the past then it all goes bad
But I'm grateful for it all
It put me on this path
Fuck some swag
Fuck a bag
Fuck the cash
I'm like baby where you at

How could I relate to future I miss my bitch
I still want the clothes and the money and lights and the ice on the wrist
But I'm trynna count up the cash while you passenger in my whip
I cannot relate to future I miss my
How could I relate to future I miss my bitch
He got the clothes and the money and lights and the ice on the wrist
And I'm trynna count up the cash while you passenger in my whip
How could I relate to Future I miss my