VTWO - 77.5 lyrics

Yeh All glitter is not gold and all gold is not reality Get this paper, get this paper, they make that our mentality Wear one wrong thing and they question s**uality Game show world, all these people think they judges Get off they co*k, unless the intention is to f** it Life's too momentary, so shut it I'm tryna make a name before I kick the bucket [Hook x2] Only bout seventy-seven point five In a lifetime, in a lifespan, I'm on my grind Stay awake all night man I'm tryna write and life off my rhymes All in due time I've only got seventy-seven point five Take off nine for previous addiction Add four cuz I exercise Take off five more due to the stress That you can see in my eyes Add three cuz I started eating semi healthy Take off eight for all the processed food that I ate Now I'm at sixty-two point five Subtract one and a half for the way that I drive Bout fourty years left that'll open your eyes Cuz that opened mine Fourty years left to make a name Make a family, I have a fam, what I need to do is expand And the fame coincides with the making of my name Stand tall, great dane No more ashamed, no more afraid Deep breath when I aim for the milky way Gotta find my peace between our sun and the neighboring galaxy Name is Pete B and I got [Hook x2] Only bout seventy-seven point five In a lifetime, in a lifespan, I'm on my grind Stay awake all night man I'm tryna write and life off my rhymes All in due time Seventy-seven point five in a lifetime What will I do with mine? What you do with yours? Not about what you're born into But what you do with it Seen those with silver spoons turn goons and lose with it Others search until the shoes fittin' Y'all act like I put my dream into a penny and I through that in a wishin' well Say I never worked my a** off Never put myself through hell Well... Well... I'm livin' proof you can do whatever you choose Since I'm doing this never look back and think "what if?" Cuz life is impermanent We are all short-lived Way too short-lived to sit back and think of our own existence Can't think of my own existence On my body I got scars and dents Reminds me of real sh**, lifes past events Steady workin' so far from spent Through these tracks how I vent Wigwam and tipi, Pete B too tense or intense Your favorite rappers songs that I mince What I do to get by, we can only try For the average of seventy-seven point five Years from when we are born til the day we die And that's real