| Song | Carpe Diem |
| Artist | Y-Kay |
| Album | Carpe Diem |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Yousef Khalil | |
| 作曲 : Canis Major/Yousef Khalil | |
| (Hook x2): | |
| Where I be at is what they asking me | |
| Probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ****ing Coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b.m, get her number, Carpe Diem | |
| You don’t know if it's even real | |
| (Verse 1): | |
| Where I be at is what they ****ing asking me | |
| I'm putting L's together like a master chief | |
| Im leaving now and never coming back again | |
| Triple faded, on a plane to write a masterpiece | |
| What you on? I need to know! Asking all kinda questions | |
| Some turn it off, it's required we share the same direction | |
| I can kill your favorite rapper in less than 40 seconds | |
| Some extra time for any ego that can get affected | |
| They saying when you die you get to have a new beginning | |
| While they selling sex and romances as a happy ending | |
| I barely balance my state of mind, that’s when I be winning | |
| Numb as a stone, I gives a **** bout what you feeling | |
| You feel it? | |
| (Hook x2): | |
| Where I be at is what they ****ing asking me | |
| I’m probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ****ing Coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b.m, get her number, Carpe Diem | |
| You don’t know if its even real | |
| (Verse 2): | |
| Where I be at is what they ****ing asking me | |
| Planning my life out all the way to 33 | |
| Swanging on my way, it make me indestructible | |
| Don’t feel a thing, it make me play the 100 keys (and breath) | |
| Don’t get too pumped I get it rocking like a old don | |
| Hold on, motha****a on the beat kicking it like a sultan | |
| Keep this rhythm on repeat, while I’m lyrically too strong | |
| Only I compete with me, on this beat I be 2 on | |
| Ain't nobody ****ing with big dawg here | |
| I be ****ing round n' killin for about 6 strong years | |
| Spit that shit that make my soul go and disown fear | |
| Here and there, i'm on the move, just never diss your own fears | |
| Gon' be a long year | |
| I got missiles launched here | |
| I ain't missing lunch here | |
| Let me sip on some dear | |
| I be thirsty | |
| That’s my first full meal in a while, man it’s getting worse | |
| I'm moving on or moving up, curve graph of the verse | |
| (Bridge): | |
| Asking me where I be | |
| I'm probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ****ing coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b.m, get her number, carpe diem | |
| You don't know if it's even real | |
| (Hook x2): | |
| Where I be at is what they asking me | |
| Probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ****ing Coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b.m, get her number, Carpe Diem | |
| You don’t know if it's even real | |
| (Verse 3): | |
| The "no-home man" is what they calling me | |
| (I guess they calling me....they calling me) | |
| I traveled distant lands and visited other colonies | |
| Ain't no body part of me | |
| Except we all parting the globe, on a place that won the lottery | |
| I guess my ID won't follow me to astrology | |
| No apologies needed if you called me diseased | |
| I guess I am an oddity | |
| I'm everywhere and nowhere if you asking me | |
| My best is guess is that I'm probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ****ing coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b.m, get her number, carpe diem | |
| Where I be at is what they really asking me | |
| **** where I be at, I'm looking at it differently | |
| I don't give a shit about what you expect of me | |
| Building prisms, looking up, a young pharaoh even in this reality | |
| (Outro): | |
| Where I be at is what they... | |
| Where I be at is what they goin' asking me | |
| Where I be at is what the really wanna know | |
| Where I be at is what they really wanna | |
| Where I... |
| zuo ci : Yousef Khalil | |
| zuo qu : Canis Major Yousef Khalil | |
| Hook x2: | |
| Where I be at is what they asking me | |
| Probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ing Coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b. m, get her number, Carpe Diem | |
| You don' t know if it' s even real | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Where I be at is what they ing asking me | |
| I' m putting L' s together like a master chief | |
| Im leaving now and never coming back again | |
| Triple faded, on a plane to write a masterpiece | |
| What you on? I need to know! Asking all kinda questions | |
| Some turn it off, it' s required we share the same direction | |
| I can kill your favorite rapper in less than 40 seconds | |
| Some extra time for any ego that can get affected | |
| They saying when you die you get to have a new beginning | |
| While they selling sex and romances as a happy ending | |
| I barely balance my state of mind, that' s when I be winning | |
| Numb as a stone, I gives a bout what you feeling | |
| You feel it? | |
| Hook x2: | |
| Where I be at is what they ing asking me | |
| I' m probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ing Coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b. m, get her number, Carpe Diem | |
| You don' t know if its even real | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Where I be at is what they ing asking me | |
| Planning my life out all the way to 33 | |
| Swanging on my way, it make me indestructible | |
| Don' t feel a thing, it make me play the 100 keys and breath | |
| Don' t get too pumped I get it rocking like a old don | |
| Hold on, motha a on the beat kicking it like a sultan | |
| Keep this rhythm on repeat, while I' m lyrically too strong | |
| Only I compete with me, on this beat I be 2 on | |
| Ain' t nobody ing with big dawg here | |
| I be ing round n' killin for about 6 strong years | |
| Spit that shit that make my soul go and disown fear | |
| Here and there, i' m on the move, just never diss your own fears | |
| Gon' be a long year | |
| I got missiles launched here | |
| I ain' t missing lunch here | |
| Let me sip on some dear | |
| I be thirsty | |
| That' s my first full meal in a while, man it' s getting worse | |
| I' m moving on or moving up, curve graph of the verse | |
| Bridge: | |
| Asking me where I be | |
| I' m probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ing coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b. m, get her number, carpe diem | |
| You don' t know if it' s even real | |
| Hook x2: | |
| Where I be at is what they asking me | |
| Probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ing Coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b. m, get her number, Carpe Diem | |
| You don' t know if it' s even real | |
| Verse 3: | |
| The " no-home man" is what they calling me | |
| I guess they calling me. . . . they calling me | |
| I traveled distant lands and visited other colonies | |
| Ain' t no body part of me | |
| Except we all parting the globe, on a place that won the lottery | |
| I guess my ID won' t follow me to astrology | |
| No apologies needed if you called me diseased | |
| I guess I am an oddity | |
| I' m everywhere and nowhere if you asking me | |
| My best is guess is that I' m probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ing coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b. m, get her number, carpe diem | |
| Where I be at is what they really asking me | |
| where I be at, I' m looking at it differently | |
| I don' t give a shit about what you expect of me | |
| Building prisms, looking up, a young pharaoh even in this reality | |
| Outro: | |
| Where I be at is what they. . . | |
| Where I be at is what they goin' asking me | |
| Where I be at is what the really wanna know | |
| Where I be at is what they really wanna | |
| Where I. . . |
| zuò cí : Yousef Khalil | |
| zuò qǔ : Canis Major Yousef Khalil | |
| Hook x2: | |
| Where I be at is what they asking me | |
| Probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ing Coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b. m, get her number, Carpe Diem | |
| You don' t know if it' s even real | |
| Verse 1: | |
| Where I be at is what they ing asking me | |
| I' m putting L' s together like a master chief | |
| Im leaving now and never coming back again | |
| Triple faded, on a plane to write a masterpiece | |
| What you on? I need to know! Asking all kinda questions | |
| Some turn it off, it' s required we share the same direction | |
| I can kill your favorite rapper in less than 40 seconds | |
| Some extra time for any ego that can get affected | |
| They saying when you die you get to have a new beginning | |
| While they selling sex and romances as a happy ending | |
| I barely balance my state of mind, that' s when I be winning | |
| Numb as a stone, I gives a bout what you feeling | |
| You feel it? | |
| Hook x2: | |
| Where I be at is what they ing asking me | |
| I' m probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ing Coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b. m, get her number, Carpe Diem | |
| You don' t know if its even real | |
| Verse 2: | |
| Where I be at is what they ing asking me | |
| Planning my life out all the way to 33 | |
| Swanging on my way, it make me indestructible | |
| Don' t feel a thing, it make me play the 100 keys and breath | |
| Don' t get too pumped I get it rocking like a old don | |
| Hold on, motha a on the beat kicking it like a sultan | |
| Keep this rhythm on repeat, while I' m lyrically too strong | |
| Only I compete with me, on this beat I be 2 on | |
| Ain' t nobody ing with big dawg here | |
| I be ing round n' killin for about 6 strong years | |
| Spit that shit that make my soul go and disown fear | |
| Here and there, i' m on the move, just never diss your own fears | |
| Gon' be a long year | |
| I got missiles launched here | |
| I ain' t missing lunch here | |
| Let me sip on some dear | |
| I be thirsty | |
| That' s my first full meal in a while, man it' s getting worse | |
| I' m moving on or moving up, curve graph of the verse | |
| Bridge: | |
| Asking me where I be | |
| I' m probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ing coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b. m, get her number, carpe diem | |
| You don' t know if it' s even real | |
| Hook x2: | |
| Where I be at is what they asking me | |
| Probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ing Coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b. m, get her number, Carpe Diem | |
| You don' t know if it' s even real | |
| Verse 3: | |
| The " no-home man" is what they calling me | |
| I guess they calling me. . . . they calling me | |
| I traveled distant lands and visited other colonies | |
| Ain' t no body part of me | |
| Except we all parting the globe, on a place that won the lottery | |
| I guess my ID won' t follow me to astrology | |
| No apologies needed if you called me diseased | |
| I guess I am an oddity | |
| I' m everywhere and nowhere if you asking me | |
| My best is guess is that I' m probably in a dream | |
| I never sleep, got blueprints of the ing coliseum | |
| Get faded in the b. m, get her number, carpe diem | |
| Where I be at is what they really asking me | |
| where I be at, I' m looking at it differently | |
| I don' t give a shit about what you expect of me | |
| Building prisms, looking up, a young pharaoh even in this reality | |
| Outro: | |
| Where I be at is what they. . . | |
| Where I be at is what they goin' asking me | |
| Where I be at is what the really wanna know | |
| Where I be at is what they really wanna | |
| Where I. . . |