I haven't slept before four
In the last six months
Twenty one years to grow up
It hits you all at once
It feels like yesterday
I was seventeen
Hittin' a blunt
And at seventy
I'll probably still be
Hittin' the blunt
You graduated
Great
Have I made it
No
I got some jobs
Part time
Said f*ck a paycheck
It's only cash money
Damn dummy
I can't help but act funny
Based on the resemblance
You'd think you came out your dads tummy
I need employers who smoke weed
And don't care about degrees
I need a forest with dope trees
And autumn stained leaves
I need to feel clean and pristine
Through this regime see
It's a lucky coincidence
I exist in 2019
We went to middle school
Lunch time like where the food at
Michelle Obama switched it
With a water and some fruit snacks
Bumpin' boom bap
I hated new school like screw that
Shifted my perspective
But I never thought I'd do that
And I got money to give
And I got money to give
And I got money
I got money
And I got money to give
And I got money to give
And I got money
I got money
It's kinda funny how money
Makes you muddied bloodied and sullied
Kinda sunny on a Sunday
But you stuck on that it's muggy
See cash gave me problems
Since the start of my life
And my parents weren't ready
For two thousand and nine
It feels sublime when I rhyme
It don't feel like this inside
When someone's buyin' up my time
Just like I'm buyin' up these lines
I got a hundred or more subscriptions
Hit me with the bills
I hope none of them got interest
Cause what's a rich man
If nothing more than a big kid
I don't wana spend
All of my twenties politicin'
Tryna slip-in some shoes
I don't really fit in
I don't need fake friends
Who praise consumerism
It's hard not to think about that I'm gona die
I really don't think there's anything after this life
Well maybe not this one
But someone else's
I'll probably end up back
But be who somebody else is
Will there be traces of Tim
There's no tellin'
I might reincarnate as Helen Keller or Magellan
But really there's a much greater chance
That I've already lived so many
And I just forget
So be nice
Cause ya never know
What life was ya life
Once we go through 'em all
I think we might become christ
That's when we realize
That you and I are alike
Same coin but different sides
Expressions of one light
When you look in someone's eyes
And feel like you already know em
When you think about how we all
Came out of the same ocean
When I break up with my girl
And tell her I don't need her ass
I imagine when thats gon' be me
In her shoes starin' back
And I got money to give
And I got money to give
And I got money
I got money
And I got money to give
And I got money to give
And I got money
I got money