Handheld GPS

I’ve been out the way tryna gain it all
Weed and Adderall, that’ll get me there
Hoping soon enough, I don’t do enough, I could do some more
I don’t even know what I’m shooting for but I’m shooting anyway
Handheld GPS, still everybody’s lost
We’re in the land of the free where everything costs
But everything is everything though
I’ve been holding onto too much, now it’s time to let everything go
Leave all these thoughts and the weed I blow
Probably swoop a little shawty from the East Side O
LA trips in this SUV
4 niggas deep, still fit a few hoes
Berkley as Telegraph Ave eating Fat Slice
But I’m Hollywood when I’m on Melrose
2 cellphones, still so disconnected
Social media disingenuous
It’s that shit that needs disinfecting
Sitting back, counting blessings
Don’t accept no for answers, ask questions
Fuck a suggestion, use intuition
When your heart speaks to you, you should listen
I’ve been minding my business
I’ve been building my business
I’ve seen niggas go from checking for FASFA checks
To signing checls for millions
Shoutout G, boy that’s 30 Ms
Get an indoor pool and I’ll slide and swim
You came a long way from that blue Corolla
You was sliding in, inspiration
It’s better when you lead by demonstration
Don’t compare me to anybody, that’s disrespectful
These niggas ancient
I’ve been out the way tryna gain it all
Weed and Adderall, that’ll get me there
Hoping soon enough, I don’t do enough, I could do some more
I don’t even know what I’m shooting for but I’m shooting anyway