Tragic / Time Flies

[Tragic]

[Verse]
Yo homeboy's homeless, SESH banging, never ever boneless, oh I know that you know this
Haven't showered in a week, will they notice?
Problems anything but formless, when it comes to breathing I protest
When I'm with you I show my best, got my eyes on the next life
The next line, the next sign, the next lie, the next sigh, yeah
What's up with you?
Don't ask me, the truth in the booth, when you die you drop common loot
Like 4chan all your points are moot, c'mon shooter shoot

[Chorus]
Real tragic, the mental gymnastics, reppin' plastic sticks, you ain't got no bitch, no car, no chain, but you flex like this
It's a real shame but so mundane, yeah
Real tragic, the mental gymnastics, reppin' plastic sticks, you ain't got no bitch, no car, no chain, but you flex like this
It's a real shame but so mundane, yeah

[Time Flies]

[Verse]
Time flies, never high, 9 lives, not a dime
29, wanna die, wanna die
Soon to be stuck in an office, hopeless
There's no coming back
Hell is reality, what they expect from me
There's no going back
Where you at, I'm the internet, bitch, I'm the internet, yeah
I'm in your house, school and mind, bringing you sound so divine
Cold sweat, now you're mine, let your energy realign