Trowa Beezy - The Southern State Parkway

Late night cruise and it's on
Arrive as the sun rise, catch the rays of the dawn
Signs that seem familiar but the memories are gone
Feel like I'm a king, Life just think I'm a pawn
Give it hell when I promote, and that won't be too long from now
Too long from now
Too long from now
We closer than we was to that 100 thousand
Why they Starter Kit was a fluke, like we only browsing
Check the profit margins Frosted Gardens is steady counting
Even without the mic, the applause is going to be resounding
Next wave sounding crazy, won't find shelter at all
At All
You won't find shelter at all
And it kills me that I'm further than a call
Plotting a return home, see my people in the fall
We just in the throws of life, our convos do be small
It was simple when we took that trip to Montreal
Am I the only one who still can get the vibe off Alcohol
Please, Please
I'll take another one please
I can no longer tease the glow up
I'm capable of more but the results don't seem to show up
My band of brothers is fathers, other homies doctors and honors
Is it immaturity that these things may not be for me
What you think
What you think
It's probably not my time yet
Like the way I want the Rollie but have the budget for a Timex
Knowing my type of love against my lack of commitment
I just need to keep living I guess
I just need to keep living I guess
I'm doing my best

Written by:
Christopher Wallace

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