Back to Mine

[Refrain]
It's time to hit the studio, crack the Don Julio
Me and Calahan talking life, music, and movie roles
I played outside, they played Yu-Gi-Oh!
Ain't much time, let's hit the studio

[Verse 1]
I remember being a kid and playing Coolio
Never thought it'd end up like this, that's the beauty though
They were like, "Jerry, you rap?" guess you ain't knew me though
Stay in motion like bike chains
It's all calculated, not some roll of the dice game
I hit the east when I'm in need of a slight change
My parent's friends see me, still think that my life's strange
I never fit inside the standard that they hold me to
I never really did the things that they told me to
Graduated college, went and worked frozen foods
Like, what the fuck am I supposed to do?
I was tryna get out my old home, not worried 'bout gold stones
My attitude's stone-cold, my heart was on cold stone
It's frozen, been avoiding commotion
At my part-time job was avoiding promotions

[Chorus]
'Cause I had dreams to chase
And I ain't here to waste your time, no, no, no
Gotta get back to mine

[Refrain]
It's time to hit the studio, crack the Don Julio
Me and Calahan talking life, music, and movie roles
I played outside, they played Yu-Gi-Oh!
Ain't much time, let's hit the studio

[Verse 2]
Got that Rick Ruben zen, I been rapping Rick Rubio was drafted
Every verse crafted
Planted 'bout a decade worth of seeds, still I ain't distracted
I've been locked in, bigger picture zoomed and cropped in
Thought I made it when I's told I'd get a verse from Hopsin
2012 I really thought the world was watching
Taught me how to move with caution
Man, I can't trust y'all, and I can't think straight
Pay me in respect plus the interest a fixed rate
'Bout to pay the loans off of money from mixtapes
Too much on my mind, that's why I pace, I don't sit straight
Haven't hit my peak and I ain't seen it yet or gave my best ideas yet
90s baby, watch the money grow just like a Chia Pet
All my dad wanted was some freedom and a decent check
Thought we all were in agreement that
I gotta go

[Chorus]
'Cause I had dreams to chase
And I ain't here to waste your time, no, no, no
Gotta get back to mine

[Verse 3]
Before I got some Retro 3s
I was binging on The Flintstones with shorts to my shin bones
And JNCO jeans
Hearing rap music, learning what the lingo means
The day I got a phone yoou know I kept my ringtone clean
It wouldn't cost me a thing
It was pure imagination of the crowd going wild when I walked in the ring
I felt like Diamond Dallas Page going out with a bang
The best thing to stay distracted in a house full of pain
Life throwing things I couldn't even try and predict
Then I made my own world where I'm the one revising the script
Sense of comfort when I'm driving the ship
A little rough, but we surviving the trip
Awe, yeah, I just arrived in this bitch