Seems Impossible (freestyle) Songtext
Seems impossible til it’s done
Deadbeat dad they’re all just my sons
Covid free got all of my lungs
Got stuff stashed and all of it’s gun
Can’t lie, sort of went numb
See hot takes and all of them dumb
Thought it was fun, thought it was jokes
Now they got warnings all on their posts
Talking bout freedom, claiming they’re woke
Miss me with that, they can shoot off
Deadbeat dad they’re all just my sons
Covid free got all of my lungs
Got stuff stashed and all of it’s gun
Can’t lie, sort of went numb
See hot takes and all of them dumb
Thought it was fun, thought it was jokes
Now they got warnings all on their posts
Talking bout freedom, claiming they’re woke
Miss me with that, they can shoot off
Can’t take advice if it’s too off
From dudes I wouldn’t buy shoes off
Spicy House, Japanese whiskey
Feel this year just happened too quickly
Still got grief that hasn’t yet hit me
If it did they’d probably admit me
Don’t get lippy - not in the mood
You lost business? honest to who?
Lost my brother, what’s it to you
Ain’t no tellin what I’mma do
This real lifе, it’s not just for views
She sent pics that I could pеruse
Been had status I could abuse
I’ve been humble don’t get confused
Might switch up, Nike ticked up, ACG
Can’t sit still, ADD
They slip up, ACC
I get dubs, 833
Fuck around and you’ll find out
Know how long I’ve had it on lock Should’ve been lifted up in a line out
I’mma get liquored up when I dine out
Borders down I’m off to Dubai now
On 3rd down it ain’t gonna be side out
Cowboys nation bitch I’mma ride out
Dak, Ceedee & Zeke
Mike McCarthy feeding me beats
Stay the fuck up out of my way
Get your head wrapped like you Sikh
Swear I ain’t had a good sleep since like July
I was putting that pain aside
I was doin them shows instead
Things we do for dough, for bread
Peep my eyes, Playboi Carti, what you see - whole lotta red
On a roll, check the tyres, what you see - whole lotta tread
Fantasise that all these guys talkin shit just droppin dead
I like girls with a lotta leg
Half these cunts need a lotta meds
When I drop it’s not a beg
When they flop it’s cause they’re plebs
Knew today I could just chill but I chose violence instead
From dudes I wouldn’t buy shoes off
Spicy House, Japanese whiskey
Feel this year just happened too quickly
Still got grief that hasn’t yet hit me
If it did they’d probably admit me
Don’t get lippy - not in the mood
You lost business? honest to who?
Lost my brother, what’s it to you
Ain’t no tellin what I’mma do
This real lifе, it’s not just for views
She sent pics that I could pеruse
Been had status I could abuse
I’ve been humble don’t get confused
Might switch up, Nike ticked up, ACG
Can’t sit still, ADD
They slip up, ACC
I get dubs, 833
Fuck around and you’ll find out
Know how long I’ve had it on lock Should’ve been lifted up in a line out
I’mma get liquored up when I dine out
Borders down I’m off to Dubai now
On 3rd down it ain’t gonna be side out
Cowboys nation bitch I’mma ride out
Dak, Ceedee & Zeke
Mike McCarthy feeding me beats
Stay the fuck up out of my way
Get your head wrapped like you Sikh
Swear I ain’t had a good sleep since like July
I was putting that pain aside
I was doin them shows instead
Things we do for dough, for bread
Peep my eyes, Playboi Carti, what you see - whole lotta red
On a roll, check the tyres, what you see - whole lotta tread
Fantasise that all these guys talkin shit just droppin dead
I like girls with a lotta leg
Half these cunts need a lotta meds
When I drop it’s not a beg
When they flop it’s cause they’re plebs
Knew today I could just chill but I chose violence instead
