Sign of the Times

[Verse 1: Progre$$]
All these addictions just keep on afflicting me
Say goodbye to the nice guy that shit history
Whippin up 6th and that piff on me
Still trying to make them Trump dollars and stay dodging feds like I'm Hillary
Ughhh
Yank the auxiliary who the fuck passed you the mic?
I don't trust anyone friends can be evil and do you like Suge did Pac after the fight
You be the pacifist type
Fuck all that actin I come through with action on sight
I ain't gassed off the hype
I been wrappin them packs up in plastic if it's that piff I tax on the price
Hear my passion? I'm nice
That's just a Sign of the Times
Searching for truth you won't like what you find
I keep my dead homies inside of my mind
And I been the only one writing my rhymes that's real
Never compromise for nothing
Shit I been on the grind hustlin
A lot of people that I thought I trusted turned out to be lames I can't fuck with
That's the shit that I don't rate
And I ain't even trying to throw shade
But you was never gang gang gang gang and you ain't trying to catch no fades
That's really just the truth of it
It's a new me I got a new budget
All this sauce on me yeah I'm too smothered
Smoke exotic blends of a few colors
It's Progre$$ and we can get brolic
In case any of these fuck boys wanna do something
Call for backup your whole crew frontin
Brace yourselves the truth is comin