Sipping silly, just sit back thinking will he?
Hits been dropping latley feels like im honing my inner billie
Are you okay? trust the proccess like we going back to philly
Hill of burdens, burn him down, hes got an ember of solitude, solumn mood
Got him singing down on a solemn toon, compositor
Got him tryna kick down on a solid door
Arrange the words, hang onto him
Pillar holding like he knew him
Feels like the words are speaking to him
Artist made the art now hes just left wanting more
Hard to hear the man that is always just demanding more
Better and better what we departing for
Feels like i cant miss, par 6, happy gilmore
Since i saw what was capable the rest has got a grey tint
Ill show you just how good an album could get out the basement
Gotta build a good foundation, they gon pound the pavement
Find what you love and keep pushing, found amazement
Show em all the reasons why you are your own replacement
Down spirals best believe they gon be waiting
And theyll try and build there own if they getting to impatient
They gon try and admit you, when you are your own patient
Incase the feelings on a beat and hope some people feel the same
I love it, the beat drops and you know you got a slick song
Been tryna, make it good like, ive been waiting so long
I take nothing for granted, if all my wishes were granted, then nothing snazzy would happen, I would just, huh