Clay Captcha - Crystal Ball

In my future who gon ride
Man are you my left or right
Demons creepin through the night
Don’t slip up cost you lose your life
Cold road all alone we tryna make it
Grind hard like a skater or a day shift
See progression the mention but never say it
If I stay down they won’t say shit
Cruisin of a B so casually
Momma talkin salary
I just said I need the checks
Don’t wanna work hourly
I told her I got plan
She never understand
Turn this shit to a hundred bands
And put it in her hands
Some shit that a make em dance
Ain’t let em sit straight
Look to be a GOAT But I ain’t drop no mixtape
Just wonder who gon ride
Or who gonna relate
Caught Up in my fate you finna ride or hesitate
In my future who gon ride
Man are you my left or right
Demons creepin through the night
Don’t slip up cost you lose your life
Cold road all alone we tryna make it
Grind hard like a skater or a day shift
See progression they mention but never say it
If I stay down they won’t say shit
Product of my lucid dreams
Or my imagination
Baby what you sayin
We could be amazing
Product of my lucid dreams
I’m tryna go and chase the green
Will you go and ride with me
In the G30
My mind just can’t stop racing
In my future who gon ride
Man are you my left or right
Demons creepin through the night
Don’t slip up cost you lose your life
Cold road all alone we tryna make it
Grind hard like a skater or a day shift
See progression they mention but never say it
If I stay down they won’t say shit

Written by:
Clayton Simpson

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