Testo Go

I watched my mom die, I wanna go, too, but I won't
My girl kicked me out, left me homeless and alone
Sold my car for cash, spent it on booze and dope
Guy on the couch, barely moved for the phone
Truth is I was born emotionally broke
And music's how I handle all the ominous tones
Almost sold my Supras but I took 'em on the road
I know I can be super, I'm just starting slow Gotta walk the tightrope, avoid curve balls thrown
Give me Trinidad's gold, even I wanna glow
I've always been afraid of not pushing envelopes
Now I leave myself notes and they all say no
Even MTV folk tell me that I'm dope, though
Most people in the game hide behind cloaks
I guess they say God says you gotta keep hope
Even agnostic AWK gotta keep it on the go

Go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta
Tryna keep up
Glow, gonna glow, gonna go, gonna glow, gonna
I gotta glow, go
Gotta go, gotta go, gotta
Tryna keep up Glow
I gotta glow

I'm in a lazy Thunderbird with some Minnesota plates
Scraping up the curb just to get up in your face
Ain't you heard, probably maybe
We beat the breaks off, the novelty break beats
Toggle the safety and follow the gravy
Passed out off a half a bottle of Jamie
I laugh now and I don't even know what you said
You assed out like you got a whole in your head
Growth ain't optional, we can't stop the show
Instead we pretend anything's possible
I got a whole lot of words for thirst
But the rest of the search depends on the work
Standing on top of this dirt, so let me celebrate
It's another day for us to elevate
I got nothing but go, we don't rest or play
I kinda like how it sound, what the hell she say?

Go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta
Tryna keep up
Glow, gonna glow, gonna go, gonna glow, gonna
I gotta glow, go
Gotta go, gotta go, gotta
Tryna keep up
Glow
I gotta glow

Yeah, that's right, I stays on the move
See y'all tired a seeing my face on the tube
Till the clubs spinning my joints to make it pop
Till my feet in white sand and your feet still play the block
You still tryna chase that deal, alright guys
I'm chilling, got a nice little spot in a high rise
Execs still telling y'all all the laws got bye bye
That sucks, just bought a truck and new bike that I ride
It goes vroom vroom with a fatty in a thong
Sorry I had to go, but I'm happy that I'm gone
Don't you wish you could rhyme and get at me on a song
Well, y'all can't and I can, like Nas, so run along
You won't break me, instead I'mma break free
And paint a clear picture for the world in HD
So put your eyes underneath where your shades be
Baby, I gotta glow, feedback, but I gotta go

Tryna keep up
'Cause I gotta go
Ought to keep up
'Cause I'm gonna grow
You need to keep up
'Cause I'm gonna glow
You ought to keep up
'Cause I gotta go