Beaming

Verse:

I got no faith in the money I don't trust funds
It's all paper to these rappers til the trust runs
And I don't gamble on my future you can bet on it
Making too much noise like lush one

And I ain't staying in my character, no way. I'm outta my role
All this drinking through my problems slowly cracking my soul
I'm well rounded circle growing now that I'm on a roll
And I've been hiding in plane site like traffic control

And everybody sleeping on me know they needing their rest
Coz they gon need their energy up yeah for what comes next
And I don't think that I've come close at all to reaching my best, so how's a hater gonna phase me even I ain't impressed

I've taken L's along the way man if you haven't you ain't reach enough
Nobody tryna shut you up girl you don't speak enough
Wide eyed, bright mind the wrong place the right time
Name's gaining weight but I ain't eating enough

Yeah I'm the underdog, overlooked and underrated big boss
I'm soul searching tryna get lost
I give my whole heart yeah maybe too often but who's watching
Got two exes left me double crossed

Now I ain't taking none of these prunes on date nights
I'd rather take a dip with a great white then catch a late flight sat next to an overweight guy with a stench that tastes like he ate fries, cake sprite and stacked his plate high with anything that'd help him grow out his waist size
Yeah I'm just tryna have some fun with it
Stick to what I'm good at and run with it
They make it rain yeah I'm just tryna bring some sun with it
Say hey when I come visit

Go get some fresh air

Verse 2:

Yeah these some wise words from a dumb kid
Find who and what your love is then love big
Yeah know your worth and your purpose, aspirations make you nervous but a vision is something that can't be fucked with

And go make peace with your enemies
Yeah let em see hate is never gonna set em free
Man this life's too short to get upset over the bullshit
You ain't gotta have a buzz to have a friend in me
Look

Man everything we ever need is in the palm of my hands
And you ain't gotta draw a line in the sand
And I Ain't need the fucking lord to find my heaven, he ain't part of my plan
And if he's real homie he'd understand

There's too many young kids feeling lost and they don't know who they are
Too busy plugged into something but they never take charge
Identify themselves with clothes or that fresh new car
You think that brand they tryna sell you can explain who you are?

Look
Happiness is temporary, sadness ain't hereditary
Good or bad we all gonna end up in that cemetery
You can change the world with an idea, It's quite clear that my fears though lightyears behind here were necessary

Grow old and let your soul stay too young
Rush hour traffic I'll be singing like Su Young
Try to reinvent your perspective and be the new one
Shine bright, you could be the new sun
Beaming

Beaming

*And I don't really know, we paint in the days like sun and rain*