Intuition

The fucking punctuation I say on shit
Fucking stupid

Tryna' keep me up its the only way am down
Running outta luck cause there ain't that much around
Tryna' keep me down then you know your messing up
Flexin' the cut fucking up your double cup

Anger eat me up I can feel it on the way
Growing' pains accompany its every other day
Minds going elsewhere just staying out the grey
Visions in my sights I can see it like it's prey
On the wrong path looking for the right direction
I know what I want I can't find the connection
Core cuttin' like am tryna get to the point
Got keys to this bitch Im the keeper of the joint
My words are laced I couldn't tell you what it is
But hopefully it gives you strength to handle your biz
Big hitter spin kicker punching way above my weight
One of few options settle any debate
The bottom of my heart I know that I should listen
Cause thats the feeling of true intuition
My minds eye and a vision
I write rhymes cause Im driven
A new addition destroyed every division

Ciao bella darling

Tryna' keep me up its the only way am down
Running outta luck cause there ain't that much around
Tryna' keep me down then you know your messing up
Flexin' the cut fucking up your double cup
Tryna' keep me up its the only way am down
Running outta luck cause there ain't that much around
Tryna' keep me down then you know your messing up
Flexin' the cut fucking up your double cup



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Auld
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