Good Times

The future’s looking bright
And wouldn’t I be exactly what it’s looking like
You can get it if you get it right, damn right
I’ve never felt so alive

I’m all guts, let the glory catch up
You’re small cuts
Self-applied catchup
What a mess
Vain tragic broken-hearted self-absorbed
No magic, look at you, boo hoo
Makes me so fucking bored, let’s move
I’m on the new shit, that shit that you
Producing is so oh four
I can rap circles around you with my
Eyes wide closed
My flow hydro, live show mind-blown
Now you know how it goes, let’s go

The future’s looking bright
And wouldn’t I be exactly what it’s looking like
You can get it if you get it right, damn right
I’ve never felt so alive

For the good times
Altimeter so high, living up my life
Loving it like it might leave tomorrow
The minutes are finite, the time is borrowed
No limit no telling what I might do
Wild card like Charlie Day
Wild style like Crazy Legs
I don’t play the game, I change the game
Are y’all okay?
The world keeps turning
The future is coming
If you want it got to earn it
No running
But instead of moving your legs you
Move your mouth
Still nothing new to say
Got to move to shake
Got to pull your weight
No time to waste come on get down

The future’s looking bright
And wouldn’t I be exactly what it’s looking like
You can get it if you get it right, damn right
I’ve never felt so alive

You don’t fuck with lions
Even when they’re eyeing we hear silence
Or you get the riot
I am a giant, even when I ain’t trying
I keep it stupid hot
Hotter than your block in August when they holler officer down
We keep it booming ain’t no fronting allowed
Hit em Beak, let me speak, we are beasts literally
Let us eat or get the teeth, this is DT