Why the future so much closer than it feels
On my heels aye
Wear a Jesus piece for cross appeal
What the deal, aye
Made it 'cause we had some time to kill
Stayed cause California need to chill on the real, aye
All my clothes they smell like chaparral (chaparral)
All my clothes they smell like chaparral
If I change, don't mean that I forgot myself
I still miss notches in my belt, aye
I got the world on my breath
Memory for every hair on my chest
I got my head in the clouds
Heaven forbid
Yeah I been torn up, sure enough
Rollercoaster, Zippin' Pippin'
Keep your composure, holy roller
Yeah boy you tripping
Go through the motions
Glass already broken
Life out of focus can't capture your moments
Tie some knots with my loose ends
Trade my soul for some shoe-ins
Never mind my influence it's away and below
Mississippi my ocean, Melrose my Union
There go my roots again
Why the future so much closer than it feels
On my heels aye
Wear a Jesus piece for cross appeal
What the deal, aye
Made it 'cause we had some time to kill
Stayed cause California need to chill on the real, aye
All my clothes they smell like chaparral (chaparral)
All my clothes they smell like chaparral
If I change, don't mean that I forgot myself
I still miss notches in my belt, aye
Yeah roll my windows down
A hundred thousand miles an hour and I'm homeward bound
Man I used to be empowered, now I'm overwhelmed
Stratify my alibis and hold myself
You gotta know yourself
Man I was seaside, vinyasa
Wear no zapatas
Jobim Sinatra, feeling frittata
Ali Ababwa, now I'm okay with nada
Did what I wanna, now I do what I gotta