One More Day

You know I miss the way you hold me

I must've cried a thousand tears since you've been gone

I need your touch

Anxious, haven't been the same since you said goodbye

Deception, tryna get within my section

Got a Houston one in my Texas, tryna build a consensus

120 slash 80, I'm elevated, hyper, look at my tension

Don't wanna talk 'bout past mistakes with her, it's getting contentious

Please, Manifesto, cut me a deal and bring bro back

Dark-skin hegemony just got a light-skin blowback

ASDA petrol bath, for the right price, eyes might roll back

They don't owe me words, they owe me loyalty; they gotta show that

Melody fades every time that you're not around

It's stranger when I'm with you, I can't sense danger, the feeling is upside down

Minus all of the pain, it's a plus side now

Like vinyl in the rain, I might let the love die down

No Marvel, I just got rid of my rivals (I like the way you hold me)

In dreams, I'm sitting in blood like I'm chilling with Pirus

Outnumbered like Hibino, I eat demons, I'm spinning with Kaijus (come and hold me)

Greed grows and gratitude must die; friends start feeling entitled (I need your touch)

(Anxious, haven't been the same since you said goodbye)

So innovative, we the ones setting the trend

I just got rid of my enemies, but none of them dead

I got vision, I'm different, I keep on looking ahead

Every decision I made in life is a lesson, I can't go live in regret

I keep on catching strays, I'm ducking and diving, can't even catch my breath

But still, I'ma catch this check, me and the money like batty and bench

Everyone went to the right, 'til I started playing the left

Risk-reward, I'm making a bet, I'm spending a check for the check

I can't run from the past, it always follows me home

I can't run from feelings, always sit on my soul

I can't run from nothin', I gotta chase these goals

Weight on my shoulders, moving slow, and the pain's gonna help me grow

Zanpakutō in my black coat

Ran out the field, got rid of my Astros

Handing all of this weight on my shoulders

I gotta stop counting my macros

It's 'Messi' when I had the side-ting writing out factos

Los Blancos run up a check, it's Galácticos

There ain't Nike in this gym bag, but for sure inside, a check

And if D got the bag in his hand, then he's just tryna hide the tech

I wouldn't say these hoes are a plus, with the bread, that's a side effect

Now she online, talking all the gossip, and you gotta hide that mess