V. 3005 (Beach Picnic Version)

No matter what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas
I'll be right by your side 'til 3005, hold up

Hold up, wait a minute, all good just a week ago
Crew at my house and we party every weekend so
On the radio, that's my favorite song
Make me bounce around, like I don't know, like I won't be here long

Now the thrill is gone, got no patience, cause I'm not a doctor
Girl, why is you lying, girl, why you Mufasa?
Yeah, mi casa su casa, got stripper like Gaza
Got so high off volcanoes, now the flow is so lava
Yeah, we spit that saliva, iphone got message from Viber

Either the head is so hydra, or we let bygones be bygones
"My God, you pay for your friends?" I'll take that as a compliment
Got a house full of homies, why I feel so the opposite?
Incompetent ain't the half of it

Saturdays we're Young Lavish-ing
Saddest shit, is I'm bad as it
Beans they took from the cabinet (whoa)
Sorry, I'm just scared of the future
'Til 3005, I got your back, we can do this, hold up

No matter what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas
I'll be right by your side 'til 3005, hold up

I used to care what people thought, but now I care more
I mean, nobody out here's got it figured out
So therefore, I've lost all hope of a happy ending
Depending on whether or not it's worth it, so insecure, no one's perfect

We spend it with no shame, we blow that like Coltrane
We in here like rogaine, or leave it like Cobain
And when I'm long gone, whole crew sing a swan song
'Cause we all just ticking time bombs, got a lambo like lebron's mom

And no matter where all of my friends go, Emily, Fam and Lorenzo
All of them people my kinfolk, at least I think so, can't tell
'Cause when them checks clear, they're not here
'Cause they don't care, it's kinda sad but I'm laughing whatever happens