Walked in your club like i'm a member
Low key poppin but a nigga got a tinder
Looked up then I blinked, it's November
Where the fuck did all that time go I don't remember
(Yeah)
Maybe it's just the mere fact i'm lit
Or maybe cuz top of the year I was with my ex and still clapped her shit
Getting back together three four times that shits an accident
Cuz you go against your instincts even though them bitches accurate
And here lately, since that girl hate me
I hope her ice cold heart falls into some hands that's softer than mine so it's not breaking
But you know me baby the oldest soul, they call me young Frankie
And i'm the new Sinatra so you know I gotta keep caking
(Rat pack shit)
All these fuck boys around I gotta tighten up
But I been seven steps ahead so I been tryna lighten up
Say my shit a pipe dream so i'm boutta pipe it up
Back stabbed so many times then wiped it up
This shit was really just for fun I had to get it out
All this time been frustrated I couldn't spit it out
But it's okay I sat down and took a different route
You gotta get your feelings out someway somehow
I know the answers maybe i'm just finding cheat codes
Pushing on pico, I don't ever speed though
I got enough cold lines to bring you back from a heat stroke
And I got enough creative juice to ride it on a speed boat
10 minutes ago, I had an epiphany
She prolly would've forgiven me if I just put her in tiffany
See I swear I hate that shit, it's like they always dine and nickel me
But I can't let it go me and that pussy got some history
But luckily I got my bro's with me
Got some hoes with me I got dozier I got that smoke with me
And when it comes to flows, I swear no one can really smoke with me
I swear my lines got way more potency it's a joke to me
And my life's a fairytale i'm tryna live it out
When I get too much money imma just give it out
That's just how my mama raised me she said when in doubt
Just know we gonna figure it out someway somehow
There's really niggas over 30 still tryna play in the mix with girls who are 22
And they be on twitter more than them, that shit is funny too
Like i'm sorry unc, you ain't make them years count like i'm about to do
And your time is running low like when the sun hittin a popsicle
Who would've thought i'm more mature than niggas older than me
Well im the oldest soul so i guess nobody's older than me, or colder than me, for damn sure they ain't bolder than me
And if they had the chance to sell their souls they would've sold em for free
I'm just talking shit you know I had to heat it up
Any feature any beat you know I'm bout to eat it up
Mean what you say and say what you mean gon head and tee it up
Talk crazy on the gram you better leave it up
So if you got some shit to say gon head and say it loud
That's how you go from standing in to fucking standing out
And don't you listen to the people standing in the crowd
You gotta know you'll get the crown someway somehow