[Verse 1]

Yeah
Get the fuck up out my Feng Shui
I need a 10 feet radius that's hater-free
I tell em A-Salaam-Aleikum
As long as they out my face with that oxygen waste - peace!
Hard to say when my escapism became my prison
Great fears traded for great ambition
But still them corners of my brain ain't whispering, Ave
We onto you
Ya downfall is down the block from where you wan' move
Take off like a cockadoo tattoo she had removed
But don't laugh when you lose altitude, well...
Let's wait and fucking see
Younger me would try bust a free
Try and bust the bosom free
Now I gush on beats, they bumping it overseas
I shall and I must proceed
Till we arrive at the future
Drop jewels, harmonizing my doo wop
They ultrasound Mother Time's uterus
But they don't really know what the moons'll do to us, nah

[Hook]
Where we at, aw dang
Ah, will it be?
Who's to say, who's to say?
Where we at, aw dang
Ah ah uh
Sing my blues, all that no doubt

[Verse 2]

Yeah
From fist bumping to boning
Was just homies, just a minute ago since
Don't ponder the potency of the potion
Turn a blind third eye to the omens
We, rollin
Like Northern California hills
I feel like on the real, destiny off the pill
You don't know till you hopping offa that building
It's about that time, a quarter till, uh
Note to myself, do not fret
Bout pronouns and 'don't I or do I' texts
It all fades after the stabbing and voodoo hex
Had to be sooner or less, more later
I busted out the friend zone, how bout that, how bout that?

Then I asked her bout the future
She hit me back : 'about that...no'

[Hook]
Where we at, aw dang
Ah, will it be?
Who's to say, who's to say?
Where we at, aw dang
Ah ah uh
Sing my blues, all that no doubt

[Verse 3]

I guess you gotta leave
If you wan' see
What its gon' be
What it all means

A become B
'They' become 'We'
Two become three
You become...me

I guess you gotta leave
If you wan' see
What its gon' be
What it all means

A become B
'They' become 'We'
Two become three
Become...