Wasting Time (feat. Chris Tremble)

I'd like to think this tracks different Art nah that's pictures Mark i might miss it Words i might mark em Wrist nah that's carpal Riding through tunnels Lost cause but nah the three Is what got em big bucks And auto parts in bright colors Shocking like collars Dogging like casper dying like martyrs Dying like college dreams And then stardom Wait don't regard em Try and hide boredom Find a new dollar Bill nah that's harder Mom raised a daughter Dotted lines on a check And then number amounts that get started Make her last longer Concrete on jungle Fear nah that's hunger Fear nah that's hunger This flows been getting kinda old A concept that might not go well at concerts So switch it up Don't give a f*ck if u want to You got a problem i can pawn you You just a make model vistaprint Money pumping motherfucking bitch Now you sit back like sinbad all mad Cuz we pay you And that's the monster Pink lace on the converse Money burning a hole in ur heart Not a hole in your pockets Fireworks like rockets went off in my head that one time i told jimmy to cock it Super rich make profit Red trees like autumn Smoke shops don't card em Mac miller driving laps In a lot to park in And sit the lap Now i can't go back No i can't go back to No i can't go back to that garden of dead Nah that's eden Truce nah that's treason Sycamore demons Change up your clothes Then change like the seasons And i'll be here Just wasting time