Isiah's Intro

Ahhh, yes yes
I'd like to thank you for tunin in a sonic exploration into the thoughts
That pervade my mothafuckin mind
But before we get started, let me tell yall how I'm dressed this evening

(Hey)

Suit and tie for the occasion
To cover Battle wounds
That loom from the abrasion
A young buck who lucked up
With work & preparation
Had me fucked up, but I toughed up
From niggas that were hating
Over girls with lack of patience
Always askin' if we're dating
Posting on the timeline for their
Social validation
Am I mistaken
Please excuse my ventilation
Over heating overthinking
I'm going over Everything
From old flings with nose rings to
Thoughts of eloping
I'm coping by smoking
But I'm hoping for change
Soaking in waves
Closed for the 4th
But OT got me open
I shoot my shot w
Trae Young's range
And do it all the same
Full out, even when I pull out
But let me cool out and maybe cool off
A butterfly or a moth
I'm in Colombia
Getting lost in the Loft
Cuz that Karma comes
& then it goes round
If you headed up
You on your own now
Cuz you have to face the truth
If you want it, thats on you
New route for the sprout, shit
I'm waterin my Roots
Future family trees are depending on me
And so I hustle for the free as im spilling in the booth
Spittin only truth, Call the troops
I got my navy lookin wavy
Walkin on water, in our nike boots

Never goin under
Poetic backflips I practice
While yellin calabunga
Makes em wonder
How we made it from the dirt
We making plays, buddy
And they still hating on the work
Holy fingers chirp
From the palms of blue birds
So whatcha finna say when
When we pray on the curve
And whats the word
On what I gotta learn
In this quarter turn
Century crisis
No brothers like this
Even when we fall, shit
We still stand United
Farsighted
I got a match to the tracks
I'm delighted to Light it
Always on that fly shit
Guilty history as we right it



Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Montano
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