[Intro: Sample]
There's no, like, easy way to even get into this–I gotta put my two weeks in
Really?
Yeah
[?]
It's just been on my mind for, like, a couple months

[Verse 1]
Yeah stuck on this elevator, swear it ain't moving
I swear I'm doin' my best
Swear I'm doin' my best, and I will never do less
Unless somebody got a gun to my head
The sun is where I'm heading shining 'til I'm dead in the bed
The bed sleep in, the weekend is going too fast
Sometimes I feel like it will never end, sometimes it never lasts
But that's okay 'cause half the time I barely know what day it is
Anyways, I'll keep repeating I'ma just keep playing it
Like PUBG last alive, my hands sweaty, shakin', I stand impatience
I've been away ages, check the label, set the table
Guess I'm able, to be something different, more then what I thought
I've accumulated something greater more than what I lost
I'm a lost soul, bring the heat up, still cold
Numbers in my billfold
Thunder in the hill cold
With the beamer real slow
I've been living real low
I just want to chill though, way up in the hills, whoa
[Interlude]
'Cause I've had a fuckin' dream that I've had forever
And it's getting to point now where something could possible happen with it
And if I wanna… do something with it, I have to put all my time into it; it's just…

[Verse 2]
Born in '92, but feeling like I'm close to 98
All I do is sit inside my room, I'd rather hide away
Got some time to kill, don't know if I'd sign a deal
Only thing I know is I'ma keep doin' this 'til my mind is healed
I've been spinning around and runnin' in circles
I need a curfew been like they working
Never end and never going to finish 'til I find my purpose
Kind of nervous what the future has instore
There's the door, open up and close the other one
I need some more
Opportunities, need something new to me
This ordinary every day is getting in the way
Of what I'm soon to be
I know it takes a minute for success
I hope that I don't blow it
The only way is up from here on out, no sign of slowin'

[Outro]
Like, I don't want to do it at all; I wish I didn't like you, so it'd be easier
Yeah, right
'Cause you've done so much for me and I feel like I'm just slapping you in the face right now
I… just feel like if I'm gonna do this music thing a hundred percent
I've gotta do it a hundred percent, put whatever I got to it
[?]
So, I understand–take some time and think about it, y'know
[?], see if it works out