taking me back into the riptide seven the clock we on the north side tear drops from my red eyes you watch me go and the greatness of me has arrived so don t be surprised when i die don t be surprised well you felt some shit you never felt make a liar come by to you make the goddess wanna kill for you make a nigga wanna cry for you with seven sails in my head they expand all across the land the true meaning of modern man anticipation i m fallin back on the memory foam i need a cloud to deliver me home somewhere where the heart beats alleyways where they re holding a speech i m wondering if the gods reach into the heart of the city my boots stomp blocks and i got my niggas with me and they take no lives they take no lives they take no lives lives my call that avenue what  so much time wasted waiting for the sun the man to tell me how it is so much time wasted waiting anticipating so much time wasted waiting for the sun the man to tell me how it is so much time wasted waiting anticipating 