Trip Lee feat. Taylor Hill billion years

A billion years ahead
This old world will be nothing
There's a joy that is coming like the morning
Nothing that we left
Will compare to this new sun
Hearts united with freedom
This sounds like
Would it sound like this
Would it sound like that
Would compare to this moment
Yes sir
My rear view mirrors ripped out
On my way home
Ayy, why look back? Let's lift off
On my way home
No reminiscing, I will not bother
On my way home
Don't dwell on the past unless its Golgotha
Let's go!
My life ain't feel skippy
Come feel trippin if you don't believe me
My life is a war zone
No meal ticket, nothing coming easy
I got a lot of bad burns, I got a few stab wounds
Bullet holes in my Air Ones, I'll be done, but I'll be home soon
Yeah I lost a few loved ones, I enjoyed a lot of good timea
Feet tired from the journey, but my heart know it's a good sign
Won't be stopping my pilgrimage up town
I'm in it way way too high up to come down
Somebody told me
I ain't gotta pack no lights to stay lit
Somebody told me
Ain't no joy that I want that I can't get
Life as we know it will change
I'm in there with my gang
To be with the lamb who was slain
A billion years ahead
This old world will be nothing
There's a joy that is coming like the morning
Nothing that we left
Will compare to this new sun
Hearts united with freedom
This sounds like