| Got so late so soon |
| You were just twenty-two |
| Tryna figure out what you were gon' do |
| It's December when it was just June |
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| You're so consumed with what you haven't done |
| Your to-do list badgers you like UW Madison |
| Got you tryna slap someone, got you so distracted from |
| The fact that you got bread, they ask for time, but all you have is crumbs |
| Burying your problems makes your anger bloom |
| Not tryna rock the boat, I'm here to anchor you |
| Oh, I'm tryna tell you that |
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| I'm right here right now |
| No one else around |
| Look at me just once, I see |
| There's something on your mind |
| Your mind right now, right now |
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| Yeah, you thought adulting would be fun and easy |
| 30k in debt from chasing dreams, of course you're fucking sleepy |
| Overwhelmed, you rollin' weed, a temporary fix |
| You need capital to beat the storm like January sixth |
| Now you doin' shit that isn't you, but you want comfy livin' |
| You don't mind the bags under your eyes if they got money in them |
| In your twenties slippin', tryna hold on tight |
| It happens over time, not overnight, till then |
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| I'm right here right now |
| No one else around |
| Look at me just once, I see |
| There's something on your mind |
| Your mind right now, right now |
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