Crystal Balling

[Refrain]

They say these songs ain't the style no more

But when these kids go wild, man, I ain’t so sure



[Verse 1]

They told me live within your means, kid

I don’t know what that means, man, I dream big, all day

I got these scenes where we light the night up like gasoline

Turning average into magic like a pocket full of beans

And it seems so simple

But when I turn the windows of my soul out the window

Point 'em at my kinfolk

Everywhere these people missed the point like an in-joke

And that first world limbo, got my man smoking Indo

So I apologise, ain't nothing for keeps within this modern life

Baby hate the mirror, get her pretty face all modified

And I wish that I could change it, love

But ain't nobody plans this stuff



[Chorus]

But it's gonna be alright, I’m crystal balling

Don't worry about that shit, we’ll work it out in the morning

Get your last call in, we coming around

We doing it up man, we locking it down

I said it's gonna be alright, I’m crystal balling

Don't worry about that shit, we’ll work it out in the morning

Get your last call in, we coming around

We doing it up man, we locking it down



[Post-Chorus]

And all the people say la-da-da-da (La-da-da-da)

And say la-da-da-da (La-da-da-da)

Say la-da-da-da (La-da-da-da)

And say la-da-da-da (La-da-da-da)



[Refrain]

They say these songs ain't the style no more

But when these kids go wild, man, I ain’t so sure



[Verse 2]

Product of my context, alleyways, longnecks

Six in the taxi, got the backseat like a concert

We pile out talking loud on some nonsense

With two shots for the ones

With something heavy on their conscience

Lifestyles of the hip and aimless

Break-up tunes and debuts taking up the playlist

Rap songs from NY, parents say I’m Gen Y

Meaning I’m new school, hell yeah, you dead right

But you can’t clay pigeonhole me, man, I’m shooting for the stars

Putting truth into these bars, making music from these scars

So you can't put it down to just painting the town

That's why we get high, to make sense of the ride

So when I show up, show up, I know they don't really get it

Saying, "Grow up", "Grow up", man, I already did it

So we writing this manual one day at time

We gonna have ourselves one hell of a ride



[Chorus]

But it's gonna be alright, I’m crystal balling

Don't worry about that shit, we’ll work it out in the morning

Get your last call in, we coming around

We doing it up man, we locking it down

I said it's gonna be alright, I’m crystal balling

Don't worry about that shit, we’ll work it out in the morning

Get your last call in, we coming around

We doing it up man, we locking it down



[Post-Chorus]

And all the people say la-da-da-da (La-da-da-da)

And say la-da-da-da (La-da-da-da)

Say la-da-da-da (La-da-da-da)

And say la-da-da-da (La-da-da-da)



[Refrain]

They say these songs ain't the style no more

But when these kids go wild, man, I ain’t so sure