[Intro]
[Hook]
I think it’s a [?]
You think I’m a minus
Looking at the past
I leave that behind us
[?] in the glass
Looking at the time up
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Babygirl you time’s up
I think it’s a [?]
You think I’m a minus
Looking at the past
I leave that behind us
[?] in the glass
Looking at the time up
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Babygirl you time’s up
Oh
[Part 1]
Told you that I don’t care
When you hit me up
Probably I do care
When you showing up
You in my mind bae
When I’m pouring up
Waste all my time bae
Just don’t waste my doublecup
Leave that shit behind us
[?] in my heart I need some backup
[Hook]
I think it’s a [?]
You think I’m a minus
Looking at the past
I leave that behind us
[?] in the glass
Looking at the time up
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Babygirl you time’s up
[Part 2]
[Hook]
I think it’s a [?]
You think I’m a minus
Looking at the past
I leave that behind us
[?] in the glass
Looking at the time up
Tick-tock, tick-tock
Babygirl you time’s up
[Outro]

[Verse 1]
Turn off your mind, relax and float downstream
It is not dying, it is not dying
[Verse 2]
Lay down all thoughts, surrender to the void
It is shining, it is shining
[Verse 3]
That you may see the meaning of within
It is being, it is being
[Instrument Break]
[Verse 4]
That love is all and love is everyone
It is knowing, it is knowing
[Verse 5]
That ignorance and hate may mourn the dead
It is believing, it is believing
[Verse 6]
But listen to the colour of your dreams
It is not living, it is not living
[Verse 7]
Or play the game “Existence” to the end
Of the beginning, of the beginning
Of the beginning, of the beginning
Of the beginning, of the beginning

Bag Body Bag (Bag)
Oh yeah, nigga (Uh)
I wanna take off
Uh
[Verse: Ace Hood]
Raise up my levels, I’m doing it
I bought some Balenci’s and ruined them
That shit on the dash, I’m doing it
The vision aligned, I’m doing it
My Queen on her shit and she doing it
Want it, she on it, pursuing it
I’m with the kids then I’m in the gym, then I’m in the studio doing it
Miss me with all the confusion, I leave it all in the music
You niggas square as a rubix, I’m in a pair of the newest
I’m out in Paris, I’m doing it
Under influence, I’m wooing it
I hear your music, I’m booing it
You lay a finger, I’m queuing it
I let her pull on the roots, I wanna feel on her roots
So much shit I’d do, let that freon loose
You got that peon juice
Neon whip, on coupe
Talk my shit, I bought a new stick
I ain’t even planning on shooting up shit
No way could change, memory lane
I’m in the parks where my enemies hang
Fuck it I’m loose, don’t be a goof
This nigga going too dumb in the booth
I got that pressure, applying it too
I been that nigga since Daisy Duke’s
I hit that button, now where’s the roof? Speaking of GOAT, nigga here’s the proof
Heard they was talking, he signed to who? I’m in the suit for the randevu
Caught in the moment, I’m trying to groove
Militant minded, you know how I move
I’m in the space of the manifest, ain’t got no time for the internet
I got the slightest of one regret
I should of worked with that nigga X (XX Live Long)
Bless souls, live long
Still here writing my wrongs
Plenty hits in my phone
Push to start and I’m gone
Revving the engine, it’s heavy
Rollie and ring, I’m petty
Caking this shit like a Deli
Whipping this bitch like a Deli
Body! [Intro]
Ay dios mios!