作词 : Gianmarco Guerra/Pierce Jordan/Ruben Polo/TJ Stevenson

作曲 : Gianmarco Guerra/Pierce Jordan/Ruben Polo/TJ Stevenson

Big plans! We got big big plans coming up in this mothafvcka

Six hands; It was six hands when we came with Mathed Up off the cuff, n!gga

And that took two years just to touch ears, I’m living in the next ten years while that sh!t here

Like, I can get touched before I get to really speak, would you be surprised if I died next week?

Many n!ggas, many minds can get through all 10 years of they 20’s with no time

Get a bullsh!t degree and a family and trauma’s still beating them within an inch of they life

Take ten hood n!ggas, put them in a line, each be a genius off they own might

You gon' learn ten lessons you could apply, you gon' learn what it really mean to survive

Living on Juice Wrld, Pop Smoke time

I’ll be in my future, come try to remove it

I live only for this, it’s how I must do it

There’s no way they can take what I say and skew it

R.I.P. Chynna, Ms. Taylor, and Mr. Arbery

What can activate the rage that we be harboring?

Ain't nobody tryna kill me that hard to me

Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all

From me

N!gga

How do I remember (They ask)

What I spit out the tooth? (Hmm)

I don’t need to make mental notes when this sh!t is just the truth

But what matters more, of course, is my resources

It’s chores until support, there’s no divorcing

I’m screaming through your door, “we'll take control by force"

And you gon' watch me spit the world into the floor

Big plans! We got big big plans coming up in this mothafvcka

Six hands; It was six hands when we came with Mathed Up off the cuff, n!gga

And that took two years just to touch ears, I’m living in the next ten years while that sh!t here

Like, I can get touched before I get to really speak, what if I die next week?

Living on Juice Wrld, Pop Smoke time

I’ll be in my future, come try to remove it

I live only for this, it’s how I must do it

There’s no way they can take what I say and skew it

R.I.P. Chynna, Ms. Taylor, and Mr. Arbery

What can activate the rage that we be harboring?

Ain't nobody tryna kill me that hard to me

Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all from me

R.I.P. Chynna, Ms. Taylor, and Mr. Arbery

What can activate the rage that we be harboring?

Ain't nobody tryna kill me that hard to me

Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all from me

R.I.P. Chynna, Ms. Taylor, and Mr. Arbery

What can activate the rage that we be harboring?

Ain't nobody tryna kill me that hard to me

Like lemme get a gun and you can get it all from me

From, from me

From me, from me

From me

From me

My mind be on a million, a gold mine worth untold millions

If I get popped before it’s clear I’m hot, of course there’ll be someone to fill in

So I try to live to fight another day, the way my father say

Another day to live, another day to give, of myself to everybody that I love and I am fxcking with

5 years ago, we said the same thing about “today is another day”

10 years ago we said the same thing, but today is “another day”

On god, I get that and I’m with that

Type beat, “time stops for no man"

I’ve known my whole life where I stand

People either wringing necks or they fxcking hands

I would’ve hit a fxcking lick if I could evaporate, but as long as you live, I live, and you cannot kill me

30 years ago we said the same thing about “today is another day”

50 years ago we said the same thing but today is “another day”

Everybody wants their ideology to be the one that enslaves the world

We just left a century of artists whose screams went purposefully unheard

We live in the future, we die in the present, I have our next 2 sh!ts in my mind already

We started conceiving in 2016 in a windowless van driving through the desert

It took so much time, life, advice, and effort to make the first half of this sh!t come together

And this sh!t is mid compared to what I’m saying on The L

I was off the Durban

I was off the Durban Poison dreaming of my mom singing on Russell

Singing on Russell

Singing on Russell

Singing on Russell

Singing on Russell

2028 has no guarantee

But I know my dream, I know my Mom’s dream

Even though I have not yet written, I know how long you have searched

I know its power and I can’t die before it’s unearthed

Everyday we run from ourselves and from time

So much so that our planning looks like we’ve lost our minds

But our lives are wasted if we don’t even try

And it’s delicious every time it turns out I was right