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letra de wasted time - heebzstreet

[hook]
don’t want to wind up at a funeral for wasted time
you don’t got to understand it baby but the devil want to take my mind
and i don’t want to wind up a funeral blaming it on wasted time
that’s why i been grinding for that moment when i own it and i make it mine

[verse 1]
thinking bout the top got me plotting all of my schemes
treating life like twitter i been following my dreams
got you p-ssy haters so bitter but just wait until i get cream
i’ll be sipping all of my liquor smoking blunts in a limousine
bumping what i wrote, that’s the only way i cope
or experimenting with drugs, but i’m never messing with dope
looking for a purpose, strong on the surface but what hurts is underneath
labeled as a f-ck up by a couple suck ups so i just suck up on my t–th
man, you can’t hold me down, you’re not gravity
raps a match, and i’m gasoline
got more issues than a motherf-cking magazine
so let me kiss you baby even when you’re mad at me
tryna write nine hunnit songs, so i got to go lay the tracks
plus i’m needing my money long, someone’s got to go pay them racks
staying up i can’t hit the sack, got little time i can’t get that back
sacrificing my life to spit, doing all of this sh-t for rap cause i

[hook]

[verse 2]
known to shed light, and i’m still that dark type
but be real wit me and girl, i’m gon’ show you what my hearts like
i don’t know astrology, but i know i’ll live that star life
no xanax in my left hand, i’m tryna keep my bars right
i got a dream you better know i ain’t never gon’ let it go
i would rather bleed, planting seeds and i let em’ grow
i’ll make it big put that on everything that i know
and the grind is always on my mind like everywhere that i go
so i know this my destiny, my dreams ain’t gon’ rest in peace
like you thought they probably would back when cops was arresting me
feel like i’m right back in school, the way that y’all still question me
but i never been no teachers pet, ‘cept when god be testing me
i stay up in my lane, got an umbrella when i’m under that rain
baby i’m just looking for love cause i’m sick of dealing with pain
this jersey rapper ain’t the same kid that i was
so don’t bother blowing up my phone, i’m not answering that buzz because i

[hook]

- heebzstreet

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