Timeless*

Lyrics from GILGA Radio, ep. 2

[Verse]

How could I ever leave? (Yeah)

To have a mother on her own is not my pedigree

And have a baby on the phone, them "Daddy, when you comin' home?"'s

I had to sing them songs, bars for penitentiary

You didn't mention me at graduation (Nah)

That Kobalt check cannot replace a child's admiration (Nah)

I had to work, you needed food, not like I'm on vacation

You not a kid, them summers past, no, you was waitin' patient (Waitin' patient)

We're waitin' patient, I need a stadium (Yeah)

The sound sucks, I'll do this shit at the Palladium

Way back in 2011, these niggas hated 'em (Yeah)

Father timе, took out them clippers and he fadеd 'em (He faded 'em)

I don't mind if they don't play me at your BBQ (Nah)

I do what Stevie do, and wonder how we made it through

When Stevie dies, they'll be online like "I love this dude" (I love this dude)

Like nigga, where was you? (Where was you?) What is you talkin' 'bout?

I heard you talkin' down

They'd rather place them on your grave

Then have you walking 'round with bouquets

When Virgil died, I cried for two days

Small moments build up the pain to make a classic and have you Chadwick

It makes you mad sick (Mad sick)

The blood stain on a tissue, the stress cause GI issues

The truth is that they miss you, they love you when they diss you

This ain't a comeback (Nah), I never left, I just completed all my side quests

He makin' boba, bought a farm, and all this nonsense

They call you crazy and that's fair without the context

They never mention how this fame is hard to process

It doesn't matter when you droppin' if it's timeless

(It doesn't matter when you droppin' if it's timeless) (It's timeless, it's timeless, it's timeless)