W.O.L.F.
EXPECTATIONS
(Prod. by Mr. Kooman)

[Hook]

[Verse 1]
It’s like they expect me not to crack
They expect me not to snap
They expect me to do right
Keep my screws tight
I’m trying man, I promise I am
They expect me not to flip shit
You got it twisted
It’s hard not to commit sins, I’m gifted
But something isn’t right, I see it but don’t feel the light
And then it hits my side, flash up to an empty sky
I am dignified up, up with the clouds
The sun’s coming down, I feel at home
Things that weighed me down blaze the ground,
And begin to float, yeah I’m here fasho
What? Ya didn’t know? Bitch, this the flow
I been practicing, traveling, the globe
Unraveling slow, no one knows the damage controls
Each path that I go, so, now that I chose
You got second doubts, for me? Shit
Progressing out with each hit
The sounds for me, split
My clouded dreams, with an
Ounce of me, mixed
With how I see shit, and hope to get right
My shits tight, the views aren’t though
It’s true y’all know what’s hounding me, shit
Every single thought I’m bound to think gets
Exposed for y’all, there’s no flow it all
Give me a sec to compose my thoughts, I’m barely holding on

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I expect you not to ask
Like I expect you not to care
I expect it to blow by
They don’t know why, I’m doing this
At times neither do I
What to expect when I stop though?
When I drop off the face of the planet
What will they think when I’m gone yo?
So I jot notes, in hopes that it’s clear I
Was human like you and the only differences here lie
In what you believe, perception shaping
The mess you’re making, to you it’s not bad
To everyone else it’s crazy
But that’s life
Hope the right decision was made
The difference in doing right and being a living mistake
Fickle as fuck, so I’m switching it up
This isn’t another prediction of hunter
Doing some shit for attention, complain for minutes and call it
A typical song it’s the shit that I thought of when I was asked
What’s the meaning of life?
To me and everything that I write – the reason I try
To answer that shit is I see that with time
Life’s mistakes and learning until the season you die
Fucking up only means you’re alive
And that’s the reason I try