Picture me rolling not in my dreams but in reality
I've come a long way from 7th grade, grew my mentality
Creating things was my way to other galaxies
Using my feelings as paint to make myself a gallery
Just let me ride for tonight so I can feel my soul
I'm sick and tired of this life this shit is getting old
I wanna get high as kite, tolerance pitiful
I roll a blunt & ignite, don't want to hit a bowl
I'm a solo rider
Outsider
My skulls in flames, other name is ghost ridder
Can't call me drake, I don't use no ghost writers
Life is a game, and I'm playing street fighter
And I ain't got the cheat codes, I do it with ease though
Actually I'm lying if I say it all is peaceful
Honestly I struggle reaching out to other people
I tend overthink and I feel energy's of evil
I'm walking through darkness but god really shed his light down
He told me not to wait for change to happen, do it right now
So I picked up pen and paper, tryna write my mind down
All my thoughts flourish in the paper, that shits my life now
Picture me rolling not in my dreams but in reality
I've come a long way from 7th grade, grew my mentality
Creating things was my way to other galaxies
Using my feelings as paint to make myself a gallery
Just let me ride for tonight so I can feel my soul
I'm sick and tired of this life this shit is getting old
I wanna get high as kite, tolerance pitiful
I roll a blunt & ignite, don't want to hit a bowl
Picture me rolling not in my dreams but in reality
I've come a long way from 7th grade, grew my mentality
Creating things was my way to other galaxies
Using my feelings as paint to make myself a gallery
Just let me ride for tonight so I can feel my soul
I'm sick and tired of this life this shit is getting old
I wanna get high as kite, tolerance pitiful
I roll a blunt & ignite, don't want to hit a bowl
I'm a solo rider
Outsider
My skulls in flames, other name is ghost ridder
Can't call me drake, I don't use no ghost writers
Life is a game, and I'm playing street fighter
And I ain't got the cheat codes, I do it with ease though
Actually I'm lying if I say it all is peaceful
Honestly I struggle reaching out to other people
I tend overthink and I feel energy's of evil
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Picture me rolling not in my dreams but in reality
I've come a long way from 7th grade, grew my mentality
Creating things was my way to other galaxies
Using my feelings as paint to make myself a gallery
Just let me ride for tonight so I can feel my soul
I'm sick and tired of this life this shit is getting old
I wanna get high as kite, tolerance pitiful
I roll a blunt & ignite, don't want to hit a bowl
I'm a solo rider
Outsider
My skulls in flames, other name is ghost ridder
Can't call me drake, I don't use no ghost writers
Life is a game, and I'm playing street fighter
And I ain't got the cheat codes, I do it with ease though
Actually I'm lying if I say it all is peaceful
Honestly I struggle reaching out to other people
I tend overthink and I feel energy's of evil
I'm walking through darkness but god really shed his light down
He told me not to wait for change to happen, do it right now
So I picked up pen and paper, tryna write my mind down
All my thoughts flourish in the paper, that shits my life now
Picture me rolling not in my dreams but in reality
I've come a long way from 7th grade, grew my mentality
Creating things was my way to other galaxies
Using my feelings as paint to make myself a gallery
Just let me ride for tonight so I can feel my soul
I'm sick and tired of this life this shit is getting old
I wanna get high as kite, tolerance pitiful
I roll a blunt & ignite, don't want to hit a bowl
Picture me rolling not in my dreams but in reality
I've come a long way from 7th grade, grew my mentality
Creating things was my way to other galaxies
Using my feelings as paint to make myself a gallery
Just let me ride for tonight so I can feel my soul
I'm sick and tired of this life this shit is getting old
I wanna get high as kite, tolerance pitiful
I roll a blunt & ignite, don't want to hit a bowl
I'm a solo rider
Outsider
My skulls in flames, other name is ghost ridder
Can't call me drake, I don't use no ghost writers
Life is a game, and I'm playing street fighter
And I ain't got the cheat codes, I do it with ease though
Actually I'm lying if I say it all is peaceful
Honestly I struggle reaching out to other people
I tend overthink and I feel energy's of evil
I've come a long way from 7th grade, grew my mentality
Creating things was my way to other galaxies
Using my feelings as paint to make myself a gallery
Just let me ride for tonight so I can feel my soul
I'm sick and tired of this life this shit is getting old
I wanna get high as kite, tolerance pitiful
I roll a blunt & ignite, don't want to hit a bowl
I'm a solo rider
Outsider
My skulls in flames, other name is ghost ridder
Can't call me drake, I don't use no ghost writers
Life is a game, and I'm playing street fighter
And I ain't got the cheat codes, I do it with ease though
Actually I'm lying if I say it all is peaceful
Honestly I struggle reaching out to other people
I tend overthink and I feel energy's of evil
I'm walking through darkness but god really shed his light down
He told me not to wait for change to happen, do it right now
So I picked up pen and paper, tryna write my mind down
All my thoughts flourish in the paper, that shits my life now
Picture me rolling not in my dreams but in reality
I've come a long way from 7th grade, grew my mentality
Creating things was my way to other galaxies
Using my feelings as paint to make myself a gallery
Just let me ride for tonight so I can feel my soul
I'm sick and tired of this life this shit is getting old
I wanna get high as kite, tolerance pitiful
I roll a blunt & ignite, don't want to hit a bowl
Picture me rolling not in my dreams but in reality
I've come a long way from 7th grade, grew my mentality
Creating things was my way to other galaxies
Using my feelings as paint to make myself a gallery
Just let me ride for tonight so I can feel my soul
I'm sick and tired of this life this shit is getting old
I wanna get high as kite, tolerance pitiful
I roll a blunt & ignite, don't want to hit a bowl
I'm a solo rider
Outsider
My skulls in flames, other name is ghost ridder
Can't call me drake, I don't use no ghost writers
Life is a game, and I'm playing street fighter
And I ain't got the cheat codes, I do it with ease though
Actually I'm lying if I say it all is peaceful
Honestly I struggle reaching out to other people
I tend overthink and I feel energy's of evil
Writer: Hunter Baird
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