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(Music is a beautiful thing)
(It’s a beautiful thing baby)
(It’s a beautiful thing)
(Let me tell you something about music…)
I gotta find a way
Get out this place cause the sun is out
Call the homies all the people I can’t live without
Ain’t no room for doubts
Life is short so let’s make it count
Rollin through with the windows down
That’s what I’m talking bout
Pull up with flows that could bail you out
Feel the bass when it shake the ground
Cop an ounce, light it up, give it room to bounce
Like my head off the walls when I’m out of bounds
So let me switch it up, don’t be surprised if I’m levellin up
The growth organic I got green in my lungs
The homie rolled a blunt, it got us speakin in tongues
We outside on the deck feel the heat from the sun
Feel the heat from the sun
DJ on the bass, C Jack on the drums
Okay
Feel the heat from the sun
I got Pep on the keys and I’m rappin with ease
Find your team, chase dreams, got a couple degrees
Do it for the culture not the m-o-n-e-y
Talk my shit ‘till the day that I die
Life’s a bitch and that’s why we get high
Talk my shit ‘till the day that I die
Life’s a bitch and that’s why we get high
(I gotta find a way)
(I gotta… I gotta…)
Listen
Keep my circle tight it’s what my doctor recommends
Ridin down this brand new road in that Mercedes Benz
Often have a hard time when I’m makin amends
I got a issue with lyin keep it 100 percent
Never needed your approval, fly above that shit
It’s no secret, Google it, I just don’t quit
Personality split I think I’m losing my shit
Erratically manic and I keep yellin, that’s it
I’m not some wannabe criminal or some lyrical miracle
Smoke a little medicinal concentrate on the syllables
It’s a spiritual thing
We out here chasin miracle man
I got friends who believe, I got dreams I believe in
I’ve lost people too, but I’m here and I’m breathin
Always in season, no reason for schemin
Pressures increasin, stop and just breathe in
Stop and just breathe in
(I gotta…)
(I gotta find a way)
I gotta
I gotta find a way
Get out this place cause the sun is out
Call the homies all the people I can’t live without
Ain’t no room for doubts
Life is short so let’s make it count
Rollin through with the windows down
Yeah
With the windows down
(Okay, yeah)
I gotta find a way
I gotta…
I gotta…
I gotta…
I gotta…
I gotta…
I gotta find a way