[Intro: Jack Harlow] Turn my headphones down a little bit, yeah (Statik Selektah) No 'Tune, turn my voice up a little bit Yeah
[Verse: Jack Harlow] Nightmares about my deepest secrets out Two months inside the crib, it's time for me to leave the house I wanna put my hands around the girl that I've been thinkin' 'bout At a distance I feel like she's someone I would keep around, but When we're together I be thinking, "Damn, I need to get back to Atlanta" I be thinking "Damn, I need to get back to the music" Time keeps slipping, gotta watch the way I use it Lot of new acquaintances, I watch the way they moving Watch how much stock I'm putting in the way I look 'cause it's gon' wash away the soonest The girls I talk to want the truth from me directly But I tell 'em in my music, it's an awful way to do it I would like to find love 'fore my time's up Don't get me wrong, I know I'm young and I ain't tryna rush It just seems nice But it's tough when nobody matches up to the hype or really are the way they seem like Right after Mac Miller died, Statik took me to the club and told me what a great person that he was First person I had spoke to that was hurt the way he was It stuck with me then and it still does At times it feels like the end times I feel like I'm gon' get everything I want in time, but will it be in time? A pandemic and climate change at the same time Doesn't make you feel like everything's fine, quite the opposite I'm a skeptic but I'm still quite the optimist I'ma try to stay that way 'til I do not exist I'm hoping for some more time, in fact, a lot of it
[Chorus: Jack Harlow] T— T— Time Time (Time's limited), I'm hoping for some more time T— T— Time Time (All the time), I'm hoping for some more time, in fact, a lot of it
[Bridge] Time, time, time Time, time's limited Time, time, time (One day at a time) Time (In time— In— In time) Time
[Outro] Time is the most valuable currency in the world You can never buy it back Choose what you spend it on wiselyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
