The laV.A project - Dues lyrics

[Shoutout 1] [Verse 1] A1 since day one That's my pops The successor is A2 What it do; kick rocks I wanna give only shoutouts for this final cut The primary objective is to not take anything I say up the rear But let me make things perfectly clear Though I vent over this medium, face-to-face is what I adhere So next time I start a private Snapchat conversation Putting it on another's story is a lose-lose situation That's why y'all ain't got no crew, no love on the weekend And during Monday thru Friday, our schedules won't be freein up Things are about to go down on this track So lastly, I'm gonna need about $5 back That's chump change for me to arrange some Taco Bell A plus one for me and a sweet Southern belle That won't spend so much time looking down at her phone And will spend a lot more time minding the danger zones Of communication; these situations are based on real-life events That could've gotten way worse if it wasn't for Seth And Doug, and Rosten, and Devin, and Cruzen, you're losin My attention's direction, it's taking a brusin U-turn to the greener gra**y side of the fence Shoutout to all my professors who keep my writing correct But politically speaking, I ain't no chump That would be caught dead on Twitter trending Donald Trump Whoa! [Shoutout 2] [Verse 2] Here's an abstract: Mindless; autopilot Finds us doing the Routine, the obscure The obscene Loving the unknown The amount of variables Put into this equation Writing has gotten sharper over time And sloppier all the while What an occasion to be reading And not hearing Vicariously living through this writing, experienc-ing Faint brightness in the evening skies Merely perceived to be something By human eyes; Imagination is stationed By way of mortal nature Afterthought so Penultimate, lasting the thought that the pen Is mightier than the sword But it only comes in second place Because you all don't listen anyway It's just the last bit you hear Out the other ear. Mindless; autopilot Consciousness is a flickering light This time of night [Hook] - x2 Trynna catch some z's But not before some g's Everything looks better In Monopoly money [Musing] [Verse 3] Every time I see an old flame, I just wanna start a fire Using kindling from old memories and still-burning desire As a pyromaniac, this happened much of late Which is why this ma**ive project was barely finished to date So I must give credit where credit is due Now to deal with repercussions of 21 and under A2 And even though some of you believe y'all got nothing to do Oh you best believe in everything that this song is for you 22; ten golden Octobin'