Handheld GPS

Hey, oh, hey, oh

I've been out the way (I've been out the way)

Tryna gain it all, weed and Adderall

That'll get me there (that'll get me there), yeah

Hope it's soon enough, I don't do enough

I could do some more (I could do some more)

I don't even know what I'm shooting for

But I'm shooting anyway

Handheld GPS, still everybody's lost

We're in the land of the free where everything costs

But everything is everything though

I've been holding onto too much

Now it's time to let everything go

Leave all these thoughts and the weed I blow

Probably swoop a little shawty from the East Side O

LA trips in this SUV

Four niggas deep, still fit a few hoes

Berkley ass Telegraph Ave eating Fat Slice

But I'm Hollywood when I'm on Melrose

Two cellphones, still so disconnected

Social media disingenuous

It's that shit that needs disinfecting

Sitting back, counting blessings

Don't accept no for answers, ask questions

Fuck a suggestion, use intuition

When your heart speaks to you, you should listen

I've been minding my business

I've been building my business

I've seen niggas go from checking for FASFA checks

To signing checks for millions

Shoutout G, boy that's thirty Ms

Get an indoor pool and I'll slide and swim

You came a long way from that blue Corolla

You was sliding in, inspiration

Yes, it's better when you lead by demonstration

Don't compare me to anybody, that's disrespectful

These niggas ancient

And I've been out the way (I've been out the way)

Tryna gain it all, weed and Adderall

That'll get me there (that'll get me there)

Hope it's soon enough, I don't do enough

I could do some more (I could do some more)

I don't even know what I'm shooting for

But I'm shooting anyway