Balance

[Intro: Ikilledmarlon]
Mmmh, I don't really... a little bit to the left
Mmmh, a little bit to the right. Mm I don't know. Whatever

[Hook: Ikilledmarlon]
Tryna find my balance, yeah
Tryna find my balance
Tryna find my balance, dog uh
Tryna find my, uh
Tryna find my
Try-tryna find my uh
Tryna find my balance
Tryna find my
Tryna find my
Try-tryna find my
Tryna find my balance, dog

[Verse 1: Lawren]
Yeah yeah
I gotta go. I gotta go
All these rappers have been out their boss
We by action moving down the coast
I'm not opposed to rapping on Scholls
Kill it on stage in the name of the Father
He slaughter my sin I'm just serving the Truth
I rap about God and bury some fruit
I look in the mirror, I'm staring at you
I stare at myself cotton all over the place
Yeah that's a idea, all these rappers lookin like IKEA
They claim that they krunk but they broke in a week
But Jesus they gave it to the weak
Yuh that's Good Friday yeah everybody wanna know where they gonna go
When they gonna go but they gotta get to know here
Never been a slow killer, hope dealer
Wantin' my shot like gorilla, flow-rilla
Tryna be who I am for the I Am
Hot-head, Cuban, Puerto-Rican, with the light skin
Tryna hold it down like a vice-grip
I'm tryna find a balance between calabasters
I just wanna let go, yeah all these rappers wanna battle I don't battle I just wanna let go yeah
I don't care about awards, bruh
Jonny pipe, we made war, bruh
They don't like this say oh bruh
Nobody claiming the genre, they say it's a box
I disagree
Talk about haters, sprinkle some Jesus and then from there on it's rinse, repeat. Yuh

[Hook: Ikilledmarlon]
Tryna find my balance, yeah
Tryna find my balance
Tryna find my balance, dog uh
Tryna find my, uh
Tryna find my
Try-tryna find my uh
Tryna find my balance
Tryna find my
Tryna find my
Try-tryna find my
Tryna find my balance, dog

[Verse 2: Lawren]
Yeah
I gotta go, I gotta go
All these rappers have been out their boss
We by action been moving down the coast
I'm not opposed to post and oblige
The people need jesus they post on the block
You try to reach them but can't post on their blog
Yeah that's what I'm tryna do, got love for the Church got love for the crew
Oh yeah, all day wanna do wanna roll like a pharisee
Tryna find a balance but how fair is he?
We just tryna live transparently
Yeah but y'all wanna talk about the next man looking less than, separated from the Lord of hopes
I made a promise to the Lord I won't boast on my own strength
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Tryna find a balance reach to all the masses
Can't we all just go now
Tryna find a balance all they do is just rappin can we go now
I know some people that never relate I know some people that barely done changed
I know some people that can't help but hate
I know some people that are still fake
I know my God can throw problems away
I know my God put his son in the way
"Well done faithful servant" That's what I want Him to call me
I don't really care what y'all call me
Nobody claiming the genre
They say it's a box. I disagree
Talk about haters, sprinkle some Jesus
Then rinse, repeat. yuh

[Hook: Ikilledmarlon]
Tryna find my balance, yeah
Tryna find my balance
Tryna find my balance, dog uh
Tryna find my, uh
Tryna find my
Try-tryna find my uh
Tryna find my balance
Tryna find my
Tryna find my
Try-tryna find my
Tryna find my balance, dog