Kainan Seth - Meditate (feat. Nolan G.) Lyrics

Foot on the gas, working with the old beats
I really think I went over sixty
Civil War in the cab in the front seat
I ain't got my driver license until I turned 18
Had a type as I flexed in the zone
Now my pen writes backwards, yeah, I'm Swae Lee
Don't inhale second hand what I put out as I speed off
Or you'll go too early, Swayze!
Okay, remember to slide to ya' job
Or you'll end up penalized, strike!
Now go up the Hill, walk on Roday
To get revitalized, Psych!
But now folks wanna act stupid with me
Saying I'm fake because I grew too quickly
Used to live in a world defined by pride
But now I'm Dwayne trying find me a Whitley!
It's in reverse, take a look at my skin tone
Yet I'm always gon' be a man in black
They ask me, what's the story, like I'm Wishbone
Read the Good book front to back
Now you see who killed Jesus, then praised Judas
His own people, was being foolish
No need to please me, I'm not a nudist
So please don't show me that ya' hip to the cool ish!
We so quick to affirm a theory as proof
But can't identify the pred-i-cate
Listen to the elders' wisdom
Black grandparents really know how to de-se-gre-gate
Speaking of, don't be an actor and play a people group
Just so you can re-gu-late
Them, now, I don't need to clear my history
I search my soul with God when I go med-i-tate, yeah!

You can tell me what you doing, what you do not like
Keep in mind that I really just might
Not acknowledge you, I don't need your advice
I'ma meditate and let my God decide

I'ma meditate, I'ma mediate, whoo!
I'ma meditate and let my God decide!
I'ma meditate, I'ma meditate, yeah!
I'ma meditate and let my God decide!

Yeah, look, took a short break you know your boy been restin'
They hit me up wondering boy you done spitting
Had to hit pause only for a short minute
Take a step back learnin' the dance like two stepping, ugh
I've been focused on the wrong end
Meaning my means were not matching my convictions
Meaning, I was fiddling willing to compromise to get a listen in
But screw it where's the fun in worrying 'bout how I fit the trend
I been in the kitchen whippin' carefree
Leavin' Gordon every track call me Ramsey!
I gave it up to God mean I'm going hands free
That means two hands free for that kill spree
Unh, Lord
Think about what I can be, yeah
Ooh, Sixteen
Got my God and my team like
Innovation that excites, wait!
Hold up, no, forget that Pathfinder
I'm a path maker making moves
Pass up the what is created
For the creator, Lord, ooh!
They wasn't ready
They thought, we was going steady
They thought, oh they thought!
Broke it off like it was barely hanging from a thread
Ready!

You can tell me what you doing, what you do not like
Keep in mind that I really just might
Not acknowledge you, I don't need your advice
I'ma meditate and let my God decide

I'ma meditate, I'ma mediate, whoo!
I'ma meditate and let my God decide!
I'ma meditate, I'ma meditate, yeah!
I'ma meditate and let my God decide!

I'ma meditate, I'ma mediate, whoo!
I'ma meditate and let my God decide!
I'ma meditate, I'ma meditate, yeah!
I'ma meditate and let my God decide!