Released: June 26, 2019

Songwriter: Carter Lang Tae Beast Aja Grant Jon Brion John Mayer Mac Miller

Producer: Rayland Baxter

The world is so small 'til it ain't, yeah
I'm building up a wall 'til it break
She hate it when I call and it's late

I don't wanna keep you waiting, I hope I never keep you waiting

I think I know it all but I don't
Why you always at the mall when you broke? Yeah
And I just wanna ball
Maybe dunk but I've never been tall, yeah
I might trip, I never fall
God knows I've came close (Don't try this at home)
I know I probably need to do better, fuck whoever
Keep my shit together
You never told me being rich was so lonely
Nobody know me, oh well
Hard to complain from this five star hotel
I'm always in a rush, I've been thinking too much but
Keep it on the hush, no one need to know, just us
That's really all it takes
We don't need nothing but today (Day), today (Day)

The world is so small 'til it ain't
I'm building up a wall 'til it break
She hate it when I call and it's late
I don't wanna keep you waiting (I don't wanna keep you waiting)
I hope I never keep you waiting (I hope I never keep you waiting)

Woo (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, I got a bad attitude, playing 'til I'm out of moves
No need for shame, I get more peace at slow speeds
Go beat the game, young control freak
It's cold in my veins, I'm below freezing, snow season (Made me)
They know that I so need my space
Don't wanna grow old so I smoke just in case
She say that I glow below the waist
And the stroke is just so PGA
All I got is a little bit of space and time
Drawing shapes and lines of the world we made
Tomorrow may be right around the corner
But I swear it's gon' be worth it if I make you wait
There's somewhere above, you keep reaching up
That's really all it takes
We don't need nothing but today

The world is so small 'til it ain't
I'm building up a wall 'til it break
She hate it when I call and it's late
I don't wanna keep you waiting (I don't wanna keep you waiting)
I hope I never keep you waiting (I hope I never keep you waiting)

Yeah, nine times out of 10 I get it wrong
That's why I wrote this song, told myself to hold on
I can feel my fingers slippin'
In a motherfuckin' instant, I'll be gone
Do you want it all if it's all mediocre?
Staring at the wall and the wall's full of posters
Lookin' at my dreams, who I wanna be
I guess you gotta see it to believe
Oh, I been a fool but it's cool, that's what human beings do
Keep your eyes to the sky, never glued to your shoes
Guess there was a time when my mind was consumed
But the sun coming out now, clouds start to move
Don't tell me nothing but the truth
I'm tired, I don't gotta spare a second
Win or lose, win or lose
I don't keep count, nobody checkin'

Rayland Baxter

American singer/songwriter Rayland Baxter is an artist whose music is at once mystic and down to earth, focused on the ebb and flow of human relations while wrapped in simple but evocative melodies and sung in a voice that reflects the mysteries of life that are the stuff of his songs.

By the summer of 2010, Baxter had settled in Nashville, and began playing local showcases and open-mike nights; his first EP, The Miscalculation of Song, appeared a few months later.

Baxter’s first album, Feathers & FishHooks, which featured extensive instrumental work by his father, Bucky Baxter, was released by an independent label in 2012, and by the end of the year he had signed with the artist-friendly ATO Records label, which quickly reissued his work. Baxter supported the album with touring, including road dates opening for the Civil Wars and Grace Potter & the Nocturnals. When not touring, he made his home in a ramshackle house in Nashville he shared with several friends and slept on a screened-in porch.