Couldn’t Name This Freestyle, Pt. 1

VERSE :

The saint really changes, as the weather phases
Running through these streets searching for the better pavement
On occasion I stand in amazement of the world, but still looking for understanding of myself and the laws we bending
See the time fade, smiling from a feeling that the wine gave, questions in my head like a migraine, on a daily
Can I find the fine line between stupidity, and what some call bravery
I let the time tеll, I let the time tеll
Pressing records on this mic for the clientele
Not as wavey but I might sell, and be known across many oceans like my name was fuckin Adele
I just wanna be myself dawg
Take care of my momma, let her see the world for myself dawg
All this shit for myself dawg
For myself dawg