Flippin' Pages (Explicit)

My mind is awake

I'll write my song

Yeah

Listening to my old demos

How did I get like this?

I'm watching Lucifer

Dead turning into the devil

Dog out of the kennel

Boy got his pen on the high end

I gave my projects more treble

****ed up and then I got locked up

Right when I discovered

How to beat them all

I be in them old notes

Like a painter going

Through his art book

What composition

Have I not done?

I ain't second guessing

On the first look

I done focussed on me too much

How the **** am I supposed to not?

I get so lost in the multiverse

I find more ways to say

Different **** commonly

It makes sense but to only me

Honestly I ain't just clowning

On beats for no clout homie

All these flows know they come

With a price on it

Uhm, Yeah

I'm more connected

To this universe

You can tell I been

Meditating on these lines

More concentrated on the art

I'm making, outdo my last piece

And do that hundred times

Coming correct know

I'm contemplating each move

Cuz I know I'm dancing with the stars

Know I'm blessed to be this far

Know that a chosen few

Was really blessed

To be this smart

Aye

Opening doors and closing chapters

I'm as cool as it goes

Clipping and shooting for goals

A camera or coast

I'm built to not feel no remorse

Bet I'd look good for them both

Got booth on the stove

I'm fire but don't look

For the smoke (smoke)

Sometimes it's hard

To tell who I be speaking to

I get 'em pointing

Fingers tryna pick at you

I just pick up a tool

And shoot aimlessly

Hoping somebody gets

Caught in this mess

I'm as cold as it gets

Whoa to the listener

Whoa to whoever this gets

Don't tell me to ease up

I'm making them melt

We turning degrees up

The Truth hits painfully (the truth)

Guess I'll only know if

The tooth fairy came

For me (the truth)

Cuz we be lying through the teeth

You can't believe the **** we say

Still get saved

For it though (truth)

Proof hits the fan

I get intrigued

To switch the jam on you

On you

Yeah