Thoughts From A Balcony lyrics

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[Verse 1:]
Uh, lemme get a one-way ticket, haven't picked a destination
I'm just tryna catch the train before it has to leave the station
Packin' no bags, nothin' but the clothes on my back
Where the Cognac? let me sip it, tryin' to relax
Red wine up in my glass plus Filet Mignon
I got army right up under me, I'm Genghis Khan
Yeah, it's me against the world, I guess I'll take them on
I might stop and see my girl, but I ain't stayin' long
What if I'm gone, what the fuck you gon' think then?
I told me story, put my life inside this ink pen
Said I'll make it big when, everybody know me
Well, I made it big and, everybody phony
Haha, so could you pour me, I need a cup
No, none of that liquor, mixin' purple stuff
I could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much?
Go head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free

[Hook]

They're just dreams, turn them to reality
double cup of lean, standing on my balcony
Looking at the sky, thinking it could all be mine
All we got is memories
So, what the f-ck is time?!

They're just dreams, turn them to reality
double cup of lean, standing on my balcony
Looking at the street, thinking it could all be mine
All we got is memories
So, what the f-ck is time?!


What the, what the f-ck is time?
I asked 'em, what the f-ck is time?!
I don't know,
What the, what the f-ck is time?
I asked 'em, what the f-ck is time?!


[Verse 2]

What do you do when you think you could be a icon
Cuz all these people get to screamin when the lights on
Like they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, zebra coat
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Racin to the gate but my flight gone
And now these writers takin shots without a Nikon
But I don't fight tho, I figured its a typo
Seems we in some Shit now, gonna be alright though
Potion in my sprite, then my night slows, down, down
See that's exactly what I need
My kackys filled with cheese my homie Sap is on the beat
Like it was Donald trump, a fuckin hit but I just called it luck
They throw it on when Im walkin in the club
Hey this some burgh Shit, I don't deserve this
Why I don't think you lookin far beyond the surface
Learn quick now I'm big time, fill your cup up, and I'ma sip mine

[Hook]

Fill it up with dreams, turn them to reality
double cup of lean, standing on my balcony
Looking at the sky, thinking it could all be mine
All we got is memories
So, what the f-ck is time?!

They're just dreams, turn them to reality
double cup of lean, standing on my balcony
Looking at the street, thinking it could all be mine
All we got is memories
So, what the f-ck is time?!


What the, what the f-ck is time?
I asked 'em, what the f-ck is time?!
I don't know,
What the, what the f-ck is time?
I asked 'em, what the f-ck is time?!
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