L. Profit - Future Self

I been
I been (Oh shit Dezzi’s on this)
I been talking to my future self (Profit)
Bet you glad I didn’t shoot myself (Yawa nur)
Memories move in the frame by frame
Make every move can’t stay in my lane
Never redo it’s a shame no shame
Childhood friends it’s the same old gang
Sentimental mood like I’m playing Coltrane
Back as a child I was playing Cobain
Now I mix uppers and downers
Now I look up to the cameras
Used to look up to the clouds (Yah)
Just tried to figure them out (Woah)
Now I take shots like I’m bound to the nine
Looking down from the clouds and the crowd looking fine (Woah woah)
(Ugh, yah)
Talking to my future self (Talking to my future self)
Bet you glad I didn’t shoot myself (Glad I didn’t shoot myself)
Word to my future self (Word to my future self)
Bet you happy I ain’t shoot myself
(Bet you happy, hope you happy, bet you happy hope your happy bet you happy)
Hope you're happy
I stayed for you
I prayed for you
I prayed for you
I ain’t got the secret yet
Eyes on the concrete I’m stressed (Uh)
I ain’t got it means that I ain’t got it yet (Uh)
Cufflinks to the function politic (Uh)
I ain’t pull up only tryna politic (Yuh)
If you lonely 911 and call it in (Woah)
I was there
I been there
I’m in the same place
Look at the color the rain makes
Used to want to bring food home
Now I got all the ingredients
Always so secretive
Call it a median
Apologize frequent
I’m sorry I keep it in (Woah)
You deserve that
Whip
Cream
Cheddar
Cheese
Feta
Please
Extra beef
A set of green
To set you free
Clean the kitchen this is always just that mess with me
I want all the things I’ll never need
I want all the things I’ll never need
And I never get the things I do
Never got a ring for you
We was never introduced
Introverted think it through
Stay on eggshells this that common ground
Stay awake just trying to calm you down
Break or break it’s what we all about
Sorry then and I’m still sorry now
Sorry then and I’m still sorry now
Sorry then and I’m still sorry now (Uh)
Talking to my future self (Talking to my future self)
Bet you glad I didn’t shoot myself (Glad I didn’t shoot myself)
Word to my future self (Word to my future self)
Bet you happy I ain’t shoot myself
Your childhood was wild good
Mine was soaked with disorders and defiled blood
Alcohol I’ll slam it down
The kind of hood
That never opens
If I spend forever broken
I won’t be so hella hopeless
I hope you know that you better notice
I’m not the one who’s always happy
I’m not the one who’s calming tapping
On the hourglass
Counting down my days
Not an hour pass where I ain’t lonely
In a crowd it’s all the same
Just another face
Just another place

Written by:
Luke Graham

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