Текст песни Record11 - Young Lungs

I told my mama I'm off for the dope and I put down a packet of goods.
Just had to get out my house, so I'm driving and whipping the back of the woods.
I'm just ignoring my phone, I put that shit on silent to clear up my beau.
Shoutout to Kian and Theo if you even know who that is, man, I doubt that you do.
We done put years in, 2014 in the back of the large.
HDMI that the TV you see me, we smoking these beasts and it's bomb.
This is the tea we've been coming for, everyone thinking they hard now.
Can't stop now, might push the four, might push a beggar in a week or more.
Might speed it up and never slow it down, might hit your girl and she be coming round. Might work all night and prove in all our sound.
Being honest now, the sun is now, no graduation, staying up, sleep deprivation.
Imma focus on being patient, this will come if I'm going crazy. I'm going crazy, like damn.
Talent is everything.
Just look at the words that I'm choosing, I'm rhyming with everything.
Like I'll be the one they look back on when they get their wedding rings, and they start regretting things.
They got the Yang and I got the Ying.
I cleared out my head in Jamaica, on vocating.
I get on pot and I start to sing, a sick kind of flow.
She's on my songs so she's not a fling, just so you know.
Spend this whole weekend on honest things, just so we can grow.
I'm just a guy and I'm not a King.
I practiced, and practiced, and practiced, and one day I started to glow.
You just sure reffered, sure reffered, sure reffered, hoping you'll lessen the blow.
I wrote an album and showed it to people from both of the coasts, yeah.
They say that I've grown.
And that really shows.
Now how 'bout some shows.