Fred E.T. - Detours of Father Time lyrics

[Hook: Fred E.T.] If you playin' now, suffer later, what you waitin' on? Every breathing second precious So I just say that I will Crash for you And burn for you And crash for you And burn for you (hey!) If you playin' now, suffer later, what you waitin' on? Every breathing second precious So I just say that I will Crash for you And burn for you And crash for you And burn for you [Verse 1: Fred E.T.] I trip, suitcase full of shoelace Put off today & I'm too late Rather end the week strong, move ahead & push along on a new slate Put in five, then I'm off, only two days Lost in the sauce, seek that new wave Orange and the apple, need to see myself separate to a new space and some more leeway Fall flat on my face put my love, & the time, and my effort in the wrong places gettin real in the field Dealin' with difficulties & obstacles I got stops to pull, this how it go, I study GOATs, 'til droppin' j**els are my results Really the reason that I been ghost Tryna moonwalk a moat Nauti with the cotton to the socks, sink or swim, you ought to float, my n***a Tyrel know Can't personify faith but the lord been in us Comeback season i am no beginner Gotta be the man with the plan who understands the kid within him 'cause It's a beautiful thing In my own way, been hella pain Rarely get phased, I maintain Clear the views of real and fake Now I'm lookin' at the game and new negus that came & can't figure out how hard it became Or rather easy Don't mind the detours, these doors tell you keep straight Now these Delays we face 'cause of weak faith TiTi say to be cautious Snakes in the garden When u embarkin' On a new leaf, peep game keep ya metal gear solid [Hook:] [Verse 2: Fred E.T.] Don't need to waste any time no mo' Dollar be the root of my problem though When I'm not puttin' in work, then it better worth it The guinea pig problem child In the detours of father time You on track once u after your purpose You know rappers barely scratch my surface Serve the work for feedback & earnings We was gonna link up Inadvertently freed up my calendar to get by derailed, take L's, only if it leave me frustrated Opportunity to re-up Never take these chances for granted Never forcin' the Forbes list mission I'm plannin' Vanish, I escape, hit the highway, doin' 90 “Here, Here!” to the good times Ridin in the black Ac', backtrack Pac Div, Cool Kids comin' out the aux chord Screamin Ziplocs homie had the loud pack sellin' fast from the dormitory top floor Everybody Polo'd up and down, hit em in the diaphragm, knock em off they high horse As time forwards Still steppin' out the box mint condition Perception got stronger, my blessin and curse And it goes without saying, the best & the worst Quality of me, got the Flinstone feet, with the caveman drive, my will is the next best thing Full esteem ahead now i got the ball rollin' Ten toes down, 42 on the mound Very Mariano with the grand closing, UH! The boy got next, go past, got now, AYE! [Hook] *beat switch* [Bridge: Fred E.T.] All my negus on the Southside tryna get rich We just wanna have a good time while we exist Where the ladies with a** shakin' yo 30-inch? Brown skin, French tips in the house tonight Ghetto to the high polluted in the house tonight Everybody off the influence is live tonight At the crib on the grind, but she grindin' tonight!