1. |
I'm Ready (Alive & Well)
02:08
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I said I'm ready for whatever the weather may bring/
I keep it steady there's a measure of effort to sing/
The stress is heavy I machete the pressure with weed/
Can't help but feel like everybody is doing better than me/
(Hey)
But that's the devil trying to get in my mind/
Give me some time to rhyme, hit him back with a dope line/
No fine to sniff, fine/
I'm trying to find a balance to this crazy underrated thing we call life/
and if the shoe fits, I'm wearing it out/
Until they're muddy and torn and I'm passing out on the couch/
Working 9 to 5 is something that's a struggle for now but if I stay alive, I wonder what will turn of my route/
And I can't fail I've come to far to quit now/
I'm spitting Tetris how the beats just fit the bars I lay down/
And what I rep is peace equipped with all the heart that I've found and you can't take that shit away from me now/
And so It's all good/
Keep on tripping over fall like how'd I get into adult hood/
My friends are changing, continuing with the phases/
I'm watching them and its crazy/
Keep in touch I think we all should/
And this is it man/
Conforming to my lyrics, pull them in like some quicksand/
A mixed man with a get rich quick plan is a damn disaster/
I'll splatter him next to Vince Van Gough you know the flow is hypnotic/
You're so and so oh I forgot (Hmm)/
I'm dope I know I'll gloat till I'm dropping/
Weren't you saying before that I couldn't top you?/
And friends change with the seasons/
I feel strange for no reason/
Someone tell me why my mind is way too old for me to be here/
Remember love, and you'll remember why I bleed here/
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2. |
Seasons (feat. Pyne)
03:41
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3. |
Home
02:40
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In the end will it all be alright/
I couldn't say but better days shining through bright/
Lately i've been translucent like I'm lucite/
I've been thinking lately about my vision will I lose sight/
Nah
Hell no fuck that/
I can hear them talk about me in the backchat/
all they want to do is hate, but when we're face to face all you want to do is act like we've been great/
I ain't giving you no daps you're fake/
Feel the rhythm in my raps I'm straight/
I've been driven they won't pass my pace/
I need to give them what they need that bass/
So open up your mind, your ears a little bit/
Just cuz i ain't gunning, don't mean that I'm not legit/
Didn't see this coming now all of them want a pic/
And girls that used to diss me now blowing me up to hit/
I've been into something most people just up and quit/
If you have a dream, you better get up and get it/
Lazy ain't the scheme and trapping is just a pit/
I just want the things I didn't have as a kid/
Sicker vaccines won't ever level to this/
And I smoke green, but never meddle with mids/
Jumping on the scene, I'm eager to do it big/
And you know all these teens are going to follow me like a trend/
But I don't know why I'm feeling like this/
Life is like a movie, what genre are you going to pick?/
I don't worry about tomorrow, it don't exist/
Do we really live? I stay up and wonder this/
All night late night is when I try to write/
Or early morning every day is a new life/
It's important that I'm patient and I do right/
Because every step is a placement closer to new heights/
Chorus:
And I really want to know/
Which way to go (x2)/
Should I follow this road/
Or will I end up back home/
Verse 2:
I'm smoking up hit me up if you're close man/
Show me love and I'm up for the program/
All about the pounds, swear my last name was Grossman/
She gonna stick around rebound like the postman/
Took a trip, saw my purpose in life/
Never settle for the normal, keep my etiquette right/
You ever messing with the colonel best be ready to fight/
The pen is pressing on the journal until I'm ready to die/
And everybody wants to rap, but they don't fit/
Everybody thinks the trap is some dope shit/
Ain't that ironic my phonics help me to focus/
Like supersonic I'm on it I dwell in dopeness/
And I'm on the rise like pressing to legalize/
I'm advertising my mind/
forget them they criticize/
Most of them just improvise and end up hospitalized/
My vision's personified/
Make sure you familiarize/
Chorus:
And I really want to know/
Which way to go (x2)/
Should I follow this road/
Or will I end up back home/
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4. |
Cruise Control
03:32
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Chorus:
I just want to take it slow/
Rush it and you lose control/
I know that we'll make it/
Love this or it ain't it (Yo)/
I just want to take it slow/
Put my life on cruise control/
Let's ride ride ride (x2)/
Verse 1:
Long nights turn into progress and motivation/
I've been driving through my city one rolled with no destination/
Make my music, you consume it and view it as inspiration/
I'll make due with what I have to rake money like cultivation/
Don't have my diploma, but I'm not paying loans/
Overtime for the money till the profits ten fold/
And I'm ready for whatever, the weather can get cold/
Fire lines keep me fed in the pad that I call the stove/
Peace alone, I'm in my zone just an alien phoning home/
All the seasons come and go kinda like the people I've known/
If you're listening I'm chilling still rolling on down the road/
Got a different way of driving I'm living it real slow/
Chorus:
I just want to take it slow/
Rush it and you lose control/
I know that we'll make it/
Love this or it ain't it (Yo)/
I just want to take it slow/
Put my life on cruise control/
Let's ride ride ride (x2)/
Verse2:
Saying wrong or right I'm going to stick with it and have some patience/
I've been saying they should play me on local radio stations/
I smoke a little weed but that doesn't mean I'm in stasis/
If you don't believe it's good, then good for you because I'm still blazing/
Every doctor's a dealer/
Pills will just make you crazy/
Loco and Anti-social, but don't confuse me with lazy/
My M.O. is that of endo lit/
Creeping up out my window slit/
Brim low with simple syndicate/
Been low key for a minute/
I'm Michael Phelps with Olympics/
Been swimming from the beginning/
And if you say you don't feel it, then there's the door you can go/
Or peep at this older soul with the least intention of slow/
You probably won't see me speak till I'm hopping up on a flow but/
Chorus x2
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5. |
F.F.S. (For the Soul)
03:49
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VERSE 1:
Baby why you look so sad (Stop Crying)/
Why you living like your life’s so drag (Stop Lying)/
Like a cigarette/
Ill burn ya up and toss ya out but I ain’t finished yet/
My visions in effect/
I'm 20/20 vision's stunning I’m just here to set/
A standard for the ones that’s coming up next/
Ripping it up like the lines that fill my paper I’m stressed/
But I’m not caught up on my flaws I just compete at my best (Yes)/
I am the one if you don’t know me/
But my fate is not decided by the ones that try to bring me low see I’m just low key/
Like I’m playing on the left side of pianos/ on you’re channel/
A skillet on the stove I’m hot to handle/
I’m Living life on the road/
Coulda been an attourney but this is pulling my ropes/
I see this world as a journey I’m here to make it my own/
Ill never rest till the gourney and yall can speak on my soul/
HOOK: (X2)
It’s time to get on the road/
And it don’t matter where I go bet I can make it my home/
See this that food for the soul/
No matter where your life is headed you won’t make it alone/
And im just speaking my soul/
For anyone that ever knew me watch where I’m gonna go/
And this some food for the soul/
Yeah, this just some food for the soul/
VERSE 2:
And often times I wonder 'bout where I’ma go tomorrow/
I’m walking blind but still my path I follow/
I borrow/
A little time like when you take solicitation calls/
I’m getting mine you're getting kind let's not get too involved/
I want to shine like Friday lights and hope I play through fall/
And pray the lord can just protect me from the cynical/
My pinnacle is not obtained by laziness and shame/
You know the game I’m not a gangsta just older mayne/
Well in the range Kinda young but minds another plane/
To say I'd vote for anyone this year is kinda strange/
I know we're fighting ISIS hoping that our people change/
Let's get some peace equality for me that's all in range/
HOOK: (X2)
It’s time to get on the road/
And it don’t matter where I go bet I can make it my home/
See this that food for the soul/
No matter where your life is headed you won’t make it alone/
And im just speaking my soul/
For anyone that ever knew me watch where I’m gonna go/
And this some food for the soul/
Yeah, this just some food for the soul/
Sometimes I wonder what I’m fighting for/
But I believe in love and peace that’s why I’m writing more/
And if you see me I’ma mention what I’m writing for/
Enlightened minds who want to fly the course/
So if you're stuck, I want to lighten your load/
Just roll this up and take it straight to the dome/
I’m here and taking control/
See this world as a journey I'm here to make it my own/
I’ll never rest until the gurney ya'll can speak on my soul/
HOOK: (X2)
It’s time to get on the road/
And it don’t matter where I go bet I can make it my home/
See this that food for the soul/
No matter where your life is headed you won’t make it alone/
And im just speaking my soul/
For anyone that ever knew me watch where I’m gonna go/
And this some food for the soul/
Yeah, this just some food for the soul/
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6. |
Whatcha Gotta Do
04:15
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This is that slow flow money making spin/
Older soul you can catch me smoking dope with veterans/
Better let him in, been so on my grind came from sediment/
Elevated off the fire lines I've been peddling/
So better quit, find your element.
Born to do this shit, know the stakes homie I'm setting in/
I'm heaven sent but got hella sins how's it gonna end/
Hope the gates open to set him in/
I'm kinda lucid, my psyche's on a roll/
unlike the usual foolish recycling rapper's flows they go/
Something like get money, fuck bitches, burn it down/
Yeah I do them all, but I'm a G so I don't make a sound/
And I don't need to auto-tune to show you that I'm real/
Hate when they assume you gotta sell your soul to make a deal/
Or gain the mass appeal/
I get my flow from the ocean, I'm wavy/
Currently hoping to catch a fish for real/
Chorus:
She say you gotta do what you gotta do/
But baby why you gotta do me like that?/
Cuz I've been breaking through and I've been making moves/
Baby why you gotta do me like that?/
Just grab the keys and I'm gone/
With no direction I'm just singing this song/
I've got some bars that I have to fuse/
Grab the homies roll a doobie and cruise/
Verse 2:
So let me enter the center attention/
On my Master Splinter to these turtles/
I ninja the writtens/
Funny how they laughed at me before I was spitting a sentence/
Now the bars let bodies hit the floor/
Drown in pools of the riches/
Could have the bitches, been to busy perfecting the business/
Penny for my thoughts your bottom dollar invests in the business/
I'm taking steps a lot of people will follow the divits/
Interested in fame, but making money is something to witness/
The wheels are turning, I'm starting to grind/
I find the time, capitalize it and turn it to rhyme/
I see your kind, you think about it, but never decide/
I'm here to detonate the place, blow they're minds with the mines/
I, press the pen I'm gonna write 'till I bleed/
Success is the thing I hate to see everybody else make but me/
Keep my mind pristine and focused to cope with my inner needs/
Seek a line like fiends are scoping for dope on the inner streets/
Chorus:
Chorus:
She say you gotta do what you gotta do/
But baby why you gotta do me like that?/
Cuz I've been breaking through and I've been making moves/
Baby why you gotta do me like that?/
Just grab the keys and I'm gone/
With no direction I'm just singing this song/
I've got some bars that I have to fuse/
Grab the homies roll a doobie and cruise/
Verse 3:
So take a second, relax and elevate your mind/
I'm on that plane that they could never find/
Rewind, back to the days when I would memorize/
Like every single Eminem record that I could fine/
It's funny he was ridiculed just for speaking his mind/
And now money and fucking bitches what we idolize/
But I can't trip, I'm on a trip someone find me a light/
Let's smoke it up and celebrate cuz today we're alive/
I, am on that higher plane, word to Kool & Gang/
Roll the Buddha, drop the Lucy, hit the juice and I'll be scuba man/
No needing to refrain/
I spit the truth it's a notion, my words to you will be spoken until you leave the frame/
Fresh out the box like it was Christmas Day/
I'm here to rock and never stop until I'm pop enough to drift away/
But who am I to say?/
I'm getting colder with seasons and for some reason it's getting easy with every take/
Chorus:
Chorus:
She say you gotta do what you gotta do/
But baby why you gotta do me like that?/
Cuz I've been breaking through and I've been making moves/
Baby why you gotta do me like that?/
Just grab the keys and I'm gone/
With no direction I'm just singing this song/
I've got some bars that I have to fuse/
Grab the homies roll a doobie and cruise/
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7. |
Alright
03:47
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Verse 1:
Can't sleep so I'm playing the beat/
Grab the ink let it bleed now I'm slaying the sheet/
I used to have a good girl but now she's ending the scene/
You know my life is like a movie so the music ain't free/
Pay my dues like some tax grab some liquor and weed/
Need some room and some stacks I'll keep doing my thing/
Grab a broom, want a track? You can clean up my sings/
Cuz I've been throwing shit away that you would bump on repeat/
I mean I'm so self conscious, don't know where I got it/
Super indecisive mama gave too many options/
I'm cautious, always finding ways to be obnoxious just stop it/
Yeah that's what she told me you're just toxic/
I'm nauseous/
And the thought of us just made me vomit/
Can we just relax for a second why don't you drop it/
I don't have the time for debating can't even talk it out/
Now I'm watching Netflix on the couch like/
Pre Chorus:
Damn, I guess it's like that/
Want to rip out my heart and sew it right back/
I've been texting you, but you won't ever write back/
Damn, your emotions got you like that/
Damn/
I guess it's like that/
Cuz this story's getting old and I despise that/
Baby can we do our thing or will you fight back/
Damn my emotions got me like that/
But/
Chorus (X2):
Baby girl you know, it's alright it's alright/
Want to hold you in my arms baby don't cry/
Wouldn't leave you baby girl no I won't try/
Baby girl you know it's alright it's alright/
Verse 2:
And my emotions have been taking control/
Girl you know that I'm insane, I told you that from the go/
But as a woman you're intrigued by mystery that's for sure/
We just attract what we fear, try to embrace it and grow/
Time has been coming this cancer couldn't be beat/
You just distract me from working so now I work when you sleep/
You know I'm reaching for something that's not the drinks or the weed/
But if it's iced or it's fire than she's expecting for free/
She don't care what she's drinking, tequila brings out the freak in her/
Never home on the weekend/
she seeks excuses to feed to her friends about where she's sleeping/
They don't believe she was meeting up with her boyfriend in face/
Met up with me for the past three weekends/
I play the beat and she proceed to get nasty/
Getting loud when we freaking, but business keeps under wraps/
We in the clouds when we're speaking and coming down when it's passed/
She said come here you can creep in late when I get out of class/
Pre Chorus:
Damn, I guess it's like that/
Want to rip out my heart and sew it right back/
I've been texting you, but you won't ever write back/
Damn, your emotions got you like that/
Damn/
I guess it's like that/
Cuz this story's getting old and I despise that/
Baby can we do our thing or will you fight back/
Damn my emotions got me like that/
But/
Chorus (X2):
Baby girl you know, it's alright it's alright/
Want to hold you in my arms baby don't cry/
Wouldn't leave you baby girl no I won't try/
Baby girl you know it's alright it's alright/
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8. |
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Verse 1:
Ok, Sittin way/
Up today/
Feel amazed/
Drinking Gin my girl is sweet to mix call her my lemonade/
Fresh off the ether grab the twist and roll the reefer bake/
This is that up at 5AM something to start your day/
I swear the music lifts me up exhale and levitate/
This pack is smelling great/
This ain't a spliff straight THC blue dream my favorite strain/
No needs for coffee I just hit the bong and check the date/
Man whats today? Oh it’s the 8th/
I’ll get my check here in two days and I can hardly wait/
But fuck the man, do what you love don’t let them shade your rays/
Cuz I’ve been here 20 some years and ima say today/
I’m choosing dreams over minimum wage/
Chorus:
That Ganja/
That Buddha/ (I'm cloudy, hey I'm cloudy)
That Indica Sativa/
That Reefer/
We chief up/
And I don’t feel a need to hide a thing about me now/
who gonna keep up?/
If you stay surrounded by the clouds/
We should meet up/
Talking bout that Bud/
That Flame/
That Kush that Mary Jane/
I roll one spark it up/
Inhale the vapor, levitate/
They tell me slow it down/
You should keep up/
If you stay surrounded by the clouds/
We should meet up/
Verse 2:
Ok rolling up, and hit the stage/
I'm fin' to rage/
Settle in I hit this Bruce Banner, keeps my level raised/
I roll my girl a jay and let her shotgun for the taste/
I'm on the way to get the pay brush ashes off my case/
If you ain't family ain't passing, If this ain't on rotate/
Then I'm amazed you don't have it and cop my album please/
We got the ganja surrounding, good vibes in every place/
I'm on a level unclouded by negativity/
Nothing to say, trees from the golden state boy/
Who's trying to blaze? Most of them fall asleep what/
And I'm amazed, no matter how I'm rated, when the curtain's going down I'm gonna know that I'm they're favorite/
Chorus:
That Ganja/
That Buddha/ (I'm cloudy, hey I'm cloudy)
That Indica Sativa/
That Reefer/
We chief up/
And I don’t feel a need to hide a thing about me now/
who gonna keep up?/
If you stay surrounded by the clouds/
We should meet up/
Talking bout that Bud/
That Flame/
That Kush that Mary Jane/
I roll one spark it up/
Inhale the vapor, levitate/
They tell me slow it down/
You should keep up/
If you stay surrounded by the clouds/
We should meet up/
Verse 3:
Walking in my room you can smell the perfume/
I spray febreeze and light a candle hope the roommates are cool with the smell from the Cali/
Fresh off the scale it's straight from the valley/
Light this weed and get rowdy like it's a Donald Trump rally/
Man fuck 100 cuz I feel like a thou-wy let's go to Maui/
Kick it with Johnny Tsunami, some mamis, and bomb weed/
I'm talking surfing and smoking/
Sour D got me floating, grew up right by the ocean, my life is wavy no coasting/
Don't know the depth that I dove/
Like a chain I ain't holding/
My lines are gold when I'm flowing/
Those who know that it's potent/
Light it up keep it going/
If its fire ignite it attention is undivided/
You feel this shit then rewind it/
Chorus:
That Ganja/
That Buddha/ (I'm cloudy, hey I'm cloudy)
That Indica Sativa/
That Reefer/
We chief up/
And I don’t feel a need to hide a thing about me now/
who gonna keep up?/
If you stay surrounded by the clouds/
We should meet up/
Talking bout that Bud/
That Flame/
That Kush that Mary Jane/
I roll one spark it up/
Inhale the vapor, levitate/
They tell me slow it down/
You should keep up/
If you stay surrounded by the clouds/
We should meet up/
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9. |
Dropping Ashes
02:10
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Verse 1:
Damn,why you want to get up in my face/
Replace, Disgrace your name/
Making bank is hard when you got haters tryna take your change/
Want to save face, lemme get a chainsaw razor blade slice the place/ Then a baseball slugger, to the brain better brace for the skull crush/
I ain't talking bout lifting weights want to play?
Think you can relate?
How's about an all time low self esteem that I deal with every day?/
How about the fact that single mother raised 4 kids and she still somehow found a way/
Bumming off friends for the school lunch cuz I was the only kid who’s family just didn’t have the pay/
Damn I need to break/
HOOK:
Ok
Rich keep making money,
The poor keep staying broke,
Haters drown your days but you know I can stay afloat/
I got no time for all these games, cuz Life is all I know/
So we spark up the flame, drop ashes on my clothes/
VERSE 2:
Dirty, but I’m so pristine what I mean is/
I could emphasize like every single letter to a tee you just swing miss/
Want to talk about ya girls I never seen shit/
If you’re talking about the world, yeah I need it/
Every days a fucking movie and I need script/
So I roll another doobie watch the leaves trip/
Thanking God I never had to worry bout another thing he said he got me/
Come on just watch me/
I don’t need a Rolex, I can tell the time by pulling apples out my pocket/
Game I locked it/
No stopping time I just clock it/
Pass the doob there’s no option/
Vans the shoes that I’m rocking/
Feel the groove and I hop it/
Twist her pull her then bop it/
Best believe Im so hot and /
Team is fly and fans flocking/
HOOK
Rich keep making money
The poor keep staying broke/
Haters drown your days, but you know I just stay afloat/
I got no time for all these games cuz life is all I know
So we spark up the flame, I’m dropping ashes on my clothes
VERSE3:
Man I just do what I got to do/
Anybody got a doob are ya coming through?/
Do we open up the Goose get a little loose?/
I don’t really do but a couple drinks and I'm feelin cool/
I just know that I have to flow/
No progressive but I'm moving forth/
Ain't in forth you ain't in my sport/
Check I ball like courts what you rhyming for/ (HUH?)
Hit full clips light and unwind/
The bullshit we never mind/
Mom says I’m losing my drive/
I said don’t worry I’m fine/
I’ve still been hard on my grind/
At least I ‘m not doing lines/
Well it depends how you looking/
I guess I’m hooked on the rhymes/
That might sound corny like Orville/
That means my music just pops/
No popping pistols or pills, but keep pill bottles of pot/
I’m Heisenberg with the lines here/
Rhymes crystal clear when I rap/
Amped up and its my year/
And this pad is all I have/
HOOK:
Rich keep making money
The poor keep staying broke/
Haters drown your days, but you know I just stay afloat/
I got no time for all these games cuz life is all I know
So we spark up the flame, I’m dropping ashes on my clothes
Get Up X 10
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10. |
Side 3ffects
03:48
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HOOK:
Someone turn it up turn it up! So we can burn it down/
Got dream life on the beat I got blue dream up in my cloud/
Been down/
Oh your music's getting sold now/
Have you ever heard the dope sounds/
homie really you a pro now/
Nah really you’s a pronoun/
No sleep from the side effects/
VERSE1:
Go pro for the video because life’s in your face, got a reel to show /
If life was a case i'd appeal to live and let live free will is the funniest shit/
Nah you can’t trust the ones who been selling you shit/
I’m up and probably bothering the neighbors and shit/
Kettle one party favors over rage in your crib/
Party Garth and Wayne then we forget what we did/
That’s a hell of a party/
Shots more shots/
Better grab the Bacardi
Wholesale whips had to pick up a hobby/
Retail Chicks rolling if they ain’t snobby/
Detail, re sale, email, man I feel like I've been working for the man for too long/
But this song is a middle finger to you sir/
I'm staying independent ain't a thing you can do for me.
Hook:
Someone turn it up turn it up! So we can burn it down/
Got dream life on the beat I got blue dream up in my cloud/
Been down/
Oh your music's getting sold now/
Have you ever heard the dope sounds/
homie really you a pro now/
Nah really you’s a pronoun/
No sleep from the side effects/
Verse 2:
So cold like a blizzard over Denver, can’t remember when I’ve seen that before/
Flows throwed from the potion test my temper/
I’ma heat up like Miami you know/
If you want the rock better pass it and go/
Never miss a shot practicing my free throws/
Level with the pot then I’m singing the notes/
I don’t need a lot I got passion and soul/
When the album sells I get wild as hell/
And I'm by myself there's no signing deals/
And I’m kind as hell, but no fine to sell/
There’s no time to bail me out/
Fly as hell like I’m Hermes/
rapping till I’m placed in the gurney/
I’ll be doing this when I’m 30/
You’ll be taking L’s no attorney/
I’ve been head of pace with the vans on my feet taking fans on a journey/
Want to take a trip/
Lil' shrooms Cancun what you make of it?/
I’ma bloom end of June get the nasal drip/
If you knew what I do you wouldn’t pay for shit/
Now I’m rude breaking through like it’s Alien/
Been a fool ended school now I’m radiant/
Gotta cool smoke a doob fly American/
In the booth= revenue: it’s just making cents/
Bridge:
I ain’t worried bout where I’m gonna be only 23 with the world in front of me/
Know I’m gonna see bills like rights to me/
I’m just writing free thoughts no privacy/
Wirelessly transferring piracy/
Kids just sit and click aint got time for shit/
I’m just tryna shift minds to higher bliss/
Tell my moms that I do it high as shit/
Hook: x2
Someone turn it up turn it up! So we can burn it down/
Got dream life on the beat I got blue dream up in my cloud/
Been down/
Oh your music's getting sold now/
Have you ever heard the dope sounds/
homie really you a pro now/
Nah really you’s a pronoun/
No sleep from the side effects/
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11. |
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Working on my rhymes like it's overtime/
I'm just slanging lines I got too much drive/
The way I run MC's it's like a suicide/
But I'm too alive to be scrutinized for what I say/
So hit the jay like Michael J or Mary Jane/
Like a king but not Lebron James/
But I rock the Nikes you best believe/
Everybody wants to be a player now/
But ain't got the drive, they ain't boxing out/
You're just talking shit, you might draw a foul/
And that's technical you'll get taken out/
There's no vacant route, so I'm driving in/
You were manning up, but no match for this/
Standing tough like I set a pick/
Lay it up and then dab for pics/ (HAH)
But I'm focused/
Shooter with range and I'm getting some change/
In my lane, your hopeless/
Crossing and breaking they're ankles/
The angles of which I'm projecting the rock is amazing/
Your calling out shots. but I'm banking it soft/
And proceed to get stops, but no cops in my area/
Scarier thoughts getting shot when you're carrying/
But no baggage to bear me with/
In the game, but won't marry it/
And the fame is fairy shit/
Know that greed comes with a lariat/
But I'm still climbing the ladder/
Got something to prove so I'm sticking to rapping/
If anyone asks though I say it just happened like/
Hook (x2):
All these players want to shine want to shine but I/
Never pay them any mind any mind I just/
Swish/
Hit the J and fade away/
I'm walking on the clouds, coming down to get the pay/
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12. |
Rainy Dayz
03:12
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Verse 1:
So what you know about becoming a man?
I’ve been looking for the answers I don’t seem to understand/
Where the time between growing up and adulthood chose to be friends/
Well I’ve been old as fuck since the day I chose to descend/
I’m and old soul, flow: snow stowed in the Benz/
And I’m cold so hoes know I don’t need no friends/
And I’m oh so close honing skills for the spins/
I swear I’ll ghost this coast, but I’ma be here again/
What you know bout the man/
Some would say he’s a stoner/
Some would say he’s a brother, father like figure/
Diplomas would never matter, has matters like Family/
And his dad could just never master the art of monogamy so he’s bastard/
To people glancing around/
But would they ask not a sound/
And he always wondered why his pops would never pass him around/
As time went on he grew to know his Grams and Mom shut him out/
Here goes another story told about a kid with some doubt/
HOOK:
Where I want to go
Is close if I believe/
But what’s the price of all the fame if I sell all my dreams?/
No one can come between, me and the mirror dawg/
This music here is like a gift and I’m giving it all/
But when you’re too involved/
That’s when they start to hate/
Don’t pay attention, hold your ground and start to levitate/
I got to find some peace of mind and reach anyway/
I’ll keep the sun in my pocket save it for rainy days/
VERSE 2:
So what you know about becoming the man?/
I’ve been writing hooks and stanzas just for me to understand/
That the time between being broke and the come up about to end/
I don’t believe in luck, just the effort I’m putting in/
If you don’t know me then don’t pretend that we’re friends/
And I don’t smoke weed with anyone but my kin/
I don’t mold my teeth but know my soul is golden/
And I cope with the beef by making heat with a pen/
So I don’t really intend to give in to pressure creeping/
And I’ve spent some time dealing with people denying my gift of music/
High and I’m feeling lucid/
The Lucy could drop a few in/
I’m viewing this as a movement/
For anyone who induces me to give in to doubt/
You will get thrown out/
And no I’m not a paperboy, but boy the paper’s my route/
And this one here’s for anyone who ever raised an eyebrow/
Bitch I’m still here and won’t be done until I’m laid in the ground/
HOOK:
Where I want to go
Is close if I believe/
But what’s the price of all the fame if I sell all my dreams?/
No one can come between, me and the mirror dawg/
This music here is called a gift and I’m giving it all/
But when I’m too involved/
That’s when they start to hate/
Don’t pay attention, hold your ground and watch it levitate/
I got to find some peace of mind and reach anyway/
I’ll keep the sun in my pocket save it for rainy days/
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13. |
Winter
04:12
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Verse 1:
Yo, this is not a love song/
This is a tragedy split/
Love you, but habit's a bitch/
Suffered no dad as a kid/
Maybe that's the reason why I'm insecure rapping and shit/
But that's off the matter a bit/
I know you're mad cuz we've been bickering petty as shit/
You want to have what people deem as a relationship/
You know my past has had deceitful women placed in it/
And I was sad I didn't have the heart to break it quick/
Nah, we started fucking around/
Emotions had to inflate, now we're too high to come down/
Until I acted irate, now I'm kicked out the house/
So it was move in with you, or steady surfing some couches it's like/
What the fuck were we to do/
You wanted a gentleman and I needed attention/
Did I forget to mention we met cuz I set in your section/
Which I'll admit was a blessing/
Maybe us together just helped our progression/
Chorus:
Just like the summer bringing rain/
I know we all change/
Them autumn leaves were our dying days/
But I guess we all change/
You were my spring, brought my sunny days/
But I guess we all change/
Without you, winter I'll remain/
Verse 2:
I remember when we met/
Cold sweat running all down my neck/
I was nervous tryna gain your attention, but that was before we sexed/
And now you're having conditions, no boundaries, and no respect/
Pissed you're hiding emotions with passive aggressiveness/
You're trying to hold me back from being co-dependent/
Been running you and I'm spent/
Ain't money helping you, shit/
Dollars just turn to bottles and sorrows get drowned within/
And time is money right?
So I'm investing my minutes to live a better life/
I'd rather fail at my mission than say that I never tried but it's like/
How the hell can you relate?/
You're off at four in the morning, then back at it by eight/
I'm taxi, but ain't no taxes collected, you ride for free/
Believe that I really loved you, just facts that I'm setting straight/
Chorus:
Just like the summer bringing rain/
I know we all change/
Them autumn leaves were our dying days/
But I guess we all change/
You were my spring, brought my sunny days/
But I guess we all change/
Without you, winter I'll remain/
Verse 3:
And that's how you know this is real/
Just feel my energy flowing I'm floating I got some buoyancy/
'Juana, we check the potency/
Gonna have to be low key/
Nah ain't a god, but I'm holy just come and knock if you know me/
Hits me up when she's lonely, affection is what she need/
But I ain't got the time to be dealing with the jealousy/
And you're the kind to just latch on to about anything/
And the more we'd hang on, the more I'd lead you on to believe that we could be together/
This type of love was like a high, thought it would be forever/
This love was good when I was high, but girl I need to sever/
Cuz what I'm doing's taking flight regardless of the weather/
And I'm changing for the better/
But still I'm feeling this pain, insane/
This love is mud and it's running all in my veins/
I've spilled enough of my blood everything I want to obtain/
Is at my fingertips so all I got to do is sustain/
Do what I got to do and never will conclude or refrain/
Chorus:
Just like the summer bringing rain/
I know we all change/
Them autumn leaves were our dying days/
But I guess we all change/
You were my spring, brought my sunny days/
But I guess we all change/
Without you, winter I'll remain/
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iDeaL Minded Naples, Florida
Isaiah David Leonard or iDeaL Minded was born in Naples, FL
Birthday: December 15th, 1992
An American
rapper who started his early career in Naples. Mainly attending local open mics and eventually performing at venues, iD is a laid back, straight up rapper. With clever word play and an easy to follow flow, There is no wonder why this artist is gaining a following. iD is expected to branch out.
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