MORNING / CENTRAL

Hidden (hey) Lowkey smitten (ok) I'm not feelin' this Ice cold, villainous Brick like chillin Now a bitch so willin I've been here for a minute I'm alone, broke, building back From the ground, now I'm back on a killin, in fact (hey) (Now I'm back) Didn't know what I had (What I had) Countin' the days til I crash (Til I crash) Pray for your boy, he's down bad Bitch, I feel like James Bond with the espionage (hey) Yeah, I pay attention Yeah, you're stugatz Way you're asking questions Yeah, I feel like Soprano, fuhgeddaboudit Shit, I work in Bryant Park and shit's too crowded Takin' my time I'm methodical Five missed calls on my cellphone I watched them ring Like I'm not home I'm not gonna pick up the phone I've been waitin' too long Where yo' ass been? Now it's past tense The work I put in is to the fences Shit- Sure, I'm reckless Like I live in Texas Gotta rest for a sec 'cause I'm really festive Save a spliff for a bitch in hopes I get a kiss Purple cap, like I'm Prince Runnin' laps like I'm Richardson I'm on my shit again Shit is riveting Tune in Hidden on Saint Nicholas Ave Didn't know what I had Countin' the days til I crash Shit got me stressin, you must relax Take the impact Takes me way back Took some Snapchats And now I can't forget Can't forget Can't forget Speeding down the West Side Highway Really so high, got my pupils dilated Rainbow road or like a track in Speed Racer I'm not gonna lie I'm a thrill chaser I'm a lover boy, got her 'round my finger I'm so alone, really wish you would linger Sit passenger in the beam' I get in two years What are we gon' do here Before you know it, think I'm actin' too weird Before you know, we actin' too vain It blow like hurricane wind Runnin' like tears in the rain, lotta pain Facin, like a jay, with the fellas, after training Runnin' like my heyday came with an asterisk Never sleep on the kid Never sleep on me again Runnin' a risk like a miss Spinnin' around like a disc Like figure skating at a ice rink Ridin' round on my bike with me Really wish you would like to link Speeding down the West Side Highway Really so high, got my pupils dilated In Rainbows on the radio Now it feels like Fear and Loathing I don't wanna take it slow I just wanna chase a buzz Life is like a merry go round My ground's where I stomp around I think I'm a fighter or something The way I punch my wall Call me me Hunter S. Thompson With the self sabotage She asked"Can I watch?" Bitch, climb on top