On the Edge
I've been living life on the edge
Pray to God that I don't tip off the ledge
I done lost my patience, I done lost my head
Always down for shit I know I might regret
Woah
I'm feelin' the fire, I'm feelin' the heat
Hop on a track and I murder the beat
Tryna' figure out what happened to me
Locked in the booth and lose the key
Now I'm feelin' like I'm trapped in a maze
Tryna' make it out but I can't find the way
Heartbeat race, no emotion on the face
These days I've been feelin' outta' place
Tryna' find purpose to this thing called "life"
Ion' even know where to start, so I write
Back and forth with my thoughts and we fight
Ion' do lines yet I'm high off the rhymes
Like leave me alone, I'm back in my zone
Pen and a pad and I got me a song
Play like fifty beats, till I get the one I need
Headphones on and Ima' lay my thoughts
You gon' lose if me your tryna' box
This that music for when I'm feelin' lost
Ima' go through it, the obstacles I thought
Was a hurdle I couldn't take on
Ring the buzzer man ring the alarm
I done grew up from the boy to a man
Ion' give a fuck bout' what you on
I pick and choose what I wanna do
In the booth, keep it real, keep it true
Watch your tone and who you speakin' too
I done my pour my time and soul into tunes
I've been living life on the edge, Pray to God that I don't tip off the ledge
I done lost my patience, I done lost my head
Always down for shit I know I might regret
Woah
I'm feelin' the fire, I'm feelin' the heat
Hop on a track and I murder the beat
Tryna' figure out what happened to me
Locked in the booth then I lose the key
Now I'm feelin' like I'm trapped in a maze
Tryna' make it out but I can't find the way
Heartbeat race, no emotion on the face
These days I've been feelin' outta' place
Tryna' find purpose to this thing called "life"
Ion' even know where to start, so I write
Back and forth with my thoughts and we fight
Ion' do lines yet I'm high off the rhymes
Dreams to a process on replay, Need two more songs for the E.P
Then it's party every night where we stay, Bacardi on the ice, go, DJ
Walk around the house in my PJ's, Watch me whip, watch me nae nae
We goin' up on a Tuesday, Fuck what you say, Turn up the music, Touchè
Hop on a beat and I give you that work
Fuck up a verse yet I preach like at church
I'm at my worst when you question my worth
You come at me you gon' need some insurance
Karma keep tellin' me trust is assured
Musically underground, I live in the dirt
You tryna' find me, on beats I go first
Call out my name and I'll fuck up your Merch
Woah, you don't wanna' go that route
Put it on a beat and ain't slowin' shit down
You don't want no beef kid go sit down
Do it cause I like how on beats I sound
Put a lot of work in to get here, set gear
I do not move till the move clear, nuclear
Power in the tip of my fingers
I am not focused on droppin' no bangers
I take my heart, pour it all on the canvas
Step off the mic and I feel like I'm calmer
This ain't no joke man I hope you got armor
I aim at your dome, "Boom", you a goner
I would never let go,
Tryna' build an empire from scratch like leggo
Hashtag leggo'
Match in my hand Ima' flick that flame bro
Act as a fan when I spit that A flow
I've been living life on the edge, Pray to God that I don't tip off the ledge
I done lost my patience, I done lost my head
Always down for shit I know I might regret
Woah
I'm feelin' the fire, I'm feelin' the heat
Hop on a track and I murder the beat
Tryna' figure out what happened to me
Locked in the booth and lose the key
Now I'm feelin' like I'm trapped in a maze
Tryna' make it out but I can't find the way
Heartbeat race, no emotion on the face
These days I've been feelin' outta' place
Tryna' find purpose to this thing called "life"
Ion' even know where to start, so I write
Back and forth with my thoughts and we fight
Ion' do lines yet I'm high off the rhymes
Pray to God that I don't tip off the ledge
I done lost my patience, I done lost my head
Always down for shit I know I might regret
Woah
I'm feelin' the fire, I'm feelin' the heat
Hop on a track and I murder the beat
Tryna' figure out what happened to me
Locked in the booth and lose the key
Now I'm feelin' like I'm trapped in a maze
Tryna' make it out but I can't find the way
Heartbeat race, no emotion on the face
These days I've been feelin' outta' place
Tryna' find purpose to this thing called "life"
Ion' even know where to start, so I write
Back and forth with my thoughts and we fight
Ion' do lines yet I'm high off the rhymes
Like leave me alone, I'm back in my zone
Pen and a pad and I got me a song
Play like fifty beats, till I get the one I need
Headphones on and Ima' lay my thoughts
You gon' lose if me your tryna' box
This that music for when I'm feelin' lost
Ima' go through it, the obstacles I thought
Was a hurdle I couldn't take on
Ring the buzzer man ring the alarm
I done grew up from the boy to a man
Ion' give a fuck bout' what you on
I pick and choose what I wanna do
In the booth, keep it real, keep it true
Watch your tone and who you speakin' too
I done my pour my time and soul into tunes
I've been living life on the edge, Pray to God that I don't tip off the ledge
I done lost my patience, I done lost my head
Always down for shit I know I might regret
Woah
I'm feelin' the fire, I'm feelin' the heat
Hop on a track and I murder the beat
Tryna' figure out what happened to me
Locked in the booth then I lose the key
Now I'm feelin' like I'm trapped in a maze
Tryna' make it out but I can't find the way
Heartbeat race, no emotion on the face
These days I've been feelin' outta' place
Tryna' find purpose to this thing called "life"
Ion' even know where to start, so I write
Back and forth with my thoughts and we fight
Ion' do lines yet I'm high off the rhymes
Dreams to a process on replay, Need two more songs for the E.P
Then it's party every night where we stay, Bacardi on the ice, go, DJ
Walk around the house in my PJ's, Watch me whip, watch me nae nae
We goin' up on a Tuesday, Fuck what you say, Turn up the music, Touchè
Hop on a beat and I give you that work
Fuck up a verse yet I preach like at church
I'm at my worst when you question my worth
You come at me you gon' need some insurance
Karma keep tellin' me trust is assured
Musically underground, I live in the dirt
You tryna' find me, on beats I go first
Call out my name and I'll fuck up your Merch
Woah, you don't wanna' go that route
Put it on a beat and ain't slowin' shit down
You don't want no beef kid go sit down
Do it cause I like how on beats I sound
Put a lot of work in to get here, set gear
I do not move till the move clear, nuclear
Power in the tip of my fingers
I am not focused on droppin' no bangers
I take my heart, pour it all on the canvas
Step off the mic and I feel like I'm calmer
This ain't no joke man I hope you got armor
I aim at your dome, "Boom", you a goner
I would never let go,
Tryna' build an empire from scratch like leggo
Hashtag leggo'
Match in my hand Ima' flick that flame bro
Act as a fan when I spit that A flow
I've been living life on the edge, Pray to God that I don't tip off the ledge
I done lost my patience, I done lost my head
Always down for shit I know I might regret
Woah
I'm feelin' the fire, I'm feelin' the heat
Hop on a track and I murder the beat
Tryna' figure out what happened to me
Locked in the booth and lose the key
Now I'm feelin' like I'm trapped in a maze
Tryna' make it out but I can't find the way
Heartbeat race, no emotion on the face
These days I've been feelin' outta' place
Tryna' find purpose to this thing called "life"
Ion' even know where to start, so I write
Back and forth with my thoughts and we fight
Ion' do lines yet I'm high off the rhymes
Credits
Writer(s): Jagraj Virk
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