Thousand Hours

Watching people making something out of nothing I was in a puzzle I was in a game Now I see it clearer World a little bigger try to show it I can't tell it all and I can't tell at all How we ended up this close together The propensity for propaganda All they tell is lies Who be out here really making music or just pick a beat and f*ck around Thousand hours times a thousand Time and time again I take a second make a record I just wanna get away but Truthfully I'm troubled When my tribulations turn to trivial pursuit I lose a little hope when every time they tripping over something All it takes is just a B in English And decent beat but everybody Seems to miss the key ingredients Time That shit take time That shit take effort and money some things I don't have at the time Have at the time This was always my escape A safe place to get away It's hard to gather thoughts so I put em in a song From the CD era so I guess it means a little more to me When I catch a feeling something unintentional and unconventional And then I get Inspired wanna be admired But I'm low key and overzealous I ain't afraid to admit it I'm jealous The overbearing feeling feeling like it's over Never gonna get to where I'm going if I'm focused on the destination not the motion in The ocean Turbulence I'm getting truculent I traveled through a ton desperation I been in Amazement working in the baking sun I barely been making a thousand a month Who would I be to be out here rhyming about a dollar when I'm down and out and not Only one Got a thousand beats about a billion lines Only niggas fucking with me Cole Kenny Had Drizzly number when I turned 17 call him up and tell him hotline bling waiting in the Wings It'll take a minute I can't take it anymore I'm sending y'all a message Find the time to find a better line I'm out here scoring movies Make a modern movement I been out of options they been out of pocket I been outer Body and I'm probably out of time Probably out of time Probably out of time Good morning