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Funny how my outlet connect minds
Seen em come and go I gotta get mines
Within arms reach it's the perfect time
Hear my heartbeat to the perfect rhyme
He reached the limit watch the Son shine
Black mind spreading truth fighting the wicked lies
Made it thru the lows so I shoot high
Doubters waste breath with every question why?
No other way to start this
Can flow with the best I am that type of artist
Dollar well spent blood and tears watch it harvest
Different type of feel keep it cold during August
They stock drop as I shake up the market
Not with that chit chat dead all the gossip
Beyond any limit I am just being honest
Bars stay gift wrapped blessing is the target

I aim to keep it trill
Eventually they gonna feel me
It's real up in the field
Keep it clean tho it can get filthy
I aim to keep it trill
Eventually they gonna feel me
It's real up in the field
Keep it clean tho it can get filthy

Light and water cleansed the vision
Know the time it took supersedes any position
Different type of time overlooking criticism
Seems beyond the barriers there always be division
Right and wrong thoughts beyond the ceiling
Hoping to speak life not death for those dreaming
Solo on this route till a team wanted a team win
For those who used that 4 letter word and believed it
Told Kyle Ima get it by any means
I've outgrown the fit see me bussing through the seems
From this part of the journey everything ain't what it seems
Seize every opportunity to encourage a teen
These some wicked times we in let it breathe
Plead they don't want us to win who agrees?
Fees for school paranoid can't sleep
OSAP on my back yet still don't have a degree Damn!

I aim to keep it trill
Eventually they gonna feel me
It's real up in the field
Keep it clean tho it can get filthy
I aim to keep it trill
Eventually they gonna feel me
It's real up in the field
Keep it clean tho it can get filthy
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Funny how my outlet connect minds
Seen em come and go I gotta get mines
Within arms reach it's the perfect time
Hear my heartbeat to the perfect rhyme
He reached the limit watch the Son shine
Black mind spreading truth fighting the wicked lies
Made it thru the lows so I shoot high
Doubters waste breath with every question why?
No other way to start this
Can flow with the best I am that type of artist
Dollar well spent blood and tears watch it harvest
Different type of feel keep it cold during August
They stock drop as I shake up the market
Not with that chit chat dead all the gossip
Beyond any limit I am just being honest
Bars stay gift wrapped blessing is the target

I aim to keep it trill
Eventually they gonna feel me
It's real up in the field
Keep it clean tho it can get filthy
I aim to keep it trill
Eventually they gonna feel me
It's real up in the field
Keep it clean tho it can get filthy

Light and water cleansed the vision
Know the time it took supersedes any position
Different type of time overlooking criticism
Seems beyond the barriers there always be division
Right and wrong thoughts beyond the ceiling
Hoping to speak life not death for those dreaming
Solo on this route till a team wanted a team win
For those who used that 4 letter word and believed it
Told Kyle Ima get it by any means
I've outgrown the fit see me bussing through the seems
From this part of the journey everything ain't what it seems
Seize every opportunity to encourage a teen
These some wicked times we in let it breathe
Plead they don't want us to win who agrees?
Fees for school paranoid can't sleep
OSAP on my back yet still don't have a degree Damn!

I aim to keep it trill
Eventually they gonna feel me
It's real up in the field
Keep it clean tho it can get filthy
I aim to keep it trill
Eventually they gonna feel me
It's real up in the field
Keep it clean tho it can get filthy
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Writer: Jaselle Ricketts, Tobias Ramage
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