SECOND CHANCE

[Verse 1]
I wake up, die, I'm not alive, at least I think that all the time
I hear you fly, I'm here tonight but I can't stay, forget the flight
That's in my sight, not here to fight but I'll say yes, I'll wreck the mic
I could and might but should I try or should I keep on tryna lie, huh?
One, two, three, I count you listening to me
I hear 'em scream, you tryna freak but keep it calm, stay on your feet
It's been a week, oh, since I've seen all of the poison you deplete
What would I be without the streets, reference the shit on the TV?
On second thought, you pester me, my mind will get the best of me
My time is up, December trees, you love when I molest the beat
You love when I progress the scene, I wish I did, I got my dream
I'm like a fiend of all the green, I'll mash it up and call it steamed, ooh
I feel suicide is what you need
You get knocked down on both your knees, they hear you beg, they see you pleade
You can't fool me, that what it be, you volatile, you burn down trees
You want my style, you kill my dreams, you calling up, a friend in need

[Hook]
Uh, that crap, miss me like a butterfly
Uh, laid back, hit me up in mid July
What is that? I mix it up, a suit and tie
The bassline flat, I'll bring it back another time

Cause all that crap'll miss me like a butterfly
When I'm laid back, you'll hit me up in mid July
Oh, what is that? I mix it up, the suit and tie
That bassline flat, you'll bring it back another time

[Verse 2]
You got the finger on the trigger and you tryna bring me back to life
I fear the thoughts that you've been having, keep you thinking late at night
They keep you- wait, anticipating for the hundred second time
I'll try to forget all the lies, I'm not a Human, not that guy
Not that guy, not that fly, keep it going everyday, not that type
Cool, on sight, grab a bite, wonder what he thinking, hey, what he might
Want to type up tonight, dunno what I'm thinking 'bout, time to cry
Want to sigh, what a lie, can I end it here, it'd be so nice (so goddamn nice)
This Sunday night will shape my life and keep me waiting for my time
My feet delaying all them signs that I keep praying for polite-ly
A hundred times, please, you know I hate what I'll see
Cause damn, you know what I mean, I'll miss my deadlines all week
I'll dread my hairline's so peak, I'll threat to stay without sleep
You wish you knew me? Sorry, a thousand times
I could just spit a hundred lines and say I do this all the time
I hear you calling me a villain, oh, just wait and hold the line
The seven people want to listen, want to hear if I can rhyme
I'll try and best, it ain't a crime if I know that I'll never lie
Fucking single bitches, what I do in my dreams late at night
I'm wishing for it to be life, you're not alone, let's make it, ight?

[Hook]
That crap, miss me like a butterfly
Uh, laid back, hit me up in mid July
What is that? I mix it up, a suit and tie
The bassline flat, I'll bring it back another time

Cause all that crap'll miss me like a butterfly
When I'm laid back, you'll hit me up in mid July
Oh, what is that? I mix it up, the suit and tie
That bassline flat, you'll bring it back another time