Future

The future me is going to have the perfect life (hahaha)
A hustle of my own with bags of green to match
Little cute black wheels; bad girl s***
Maybe a shack in the woods; safe haven

The future me of the past me is the now me
Which is funny cuz I don't see anything she wanted
No money, no job, no stability at all
And no sign of acquiring them soon

Better get to working on the life I want
Put in the work, ditch the sleep
Making the sacrifices where need be
Breathing life into every thought

Here is what the now wants from the future
By the time the teen becomes a ty
Get some paper in the sack
Fruit of a legit hustle
Build the image of who you want the world to see
The feral boss you are hidding beneath
Remember, the future is now