Disconnect - Radio Edit

Bright mind, dark world, gotta watch my step
Got more monsters in my memory than a Pokedex
Catch a vibe, feel my life moving way too fast
Writing rhymes, tryna make the fleeting moments last
Call me crazy, I just feel like I'm the best I know
Tell your favorite rapper try me, he'll be next to go
Tell your closest friend to listen, they'll be next to know
Told em I ain't underrated, I'm just next to blow
Are you really tryna make it, or just kinda want it
Will you work to see your moment like you know it's coming
Do you make a difference
Will those n miss you when you're gone
Do they really listen
Are they only in it for the songs
Do they care forreal
Will you cut ties and stab backs just to cut a deal
Are you everything that you portray or you just cappin still
Will you stand behind those bars when you ain't even rappin still
Tell me what's the meaning of it
I go deeper than oceans
My pen leaking emotions
My mind bleak and the motive is concrete
Imma show em I'm here to stay
Don't approach him unless you ready for closure
Cuz imma fold him up
Lately all I see inside the game is adolescent boys
Who never learned to say it with their chest or get their shoulders up
Never learned to look me in the eyes and keep they focus up
I been staying peaceful most the time
But push me to the edge and then you'll finally know what's up
My fans impatient as ever so I gotta deliver
I'm laying claim to my future like a lottery ticket
Please don't find yourself on negative ends of my story
Watch you take that walk of shame like you leave in the morning
Make you eat your words like veggies, I promise you need it
Turn a hater to a "can't press the stop on your CD"
Turn a skeptic to a "man you the realest I know"
From the concrete who knew that a flower would grow

My life a horror flick, I'm tryna find the happy ending
Gassed up now I'm flooring this s till it's empty
I got a million goals, I bet you I hit every one
Maya Angelou I rise just like the morning sun
How you n think we in the same league
I'm telling real stories, not the kind you see on IG
You take the compliments away, I bet them rappers go too
Fake n clout chase, real n tell truth
But that's the game, I can't hate the players making moves
Staring failure in the eye like n make a move
I'm too familiar with the struggle gotta disconnect
Sipping bourbon writing songs before I get to bed
What you pay for it
My receipts are memories of times I'd never pay forward
Even to the hating n tryna keep my name soiled
Even to the fake friends I know would turn me in
Just to make a couple pesos
They got it twisted, no Keith, no Carl Mitchell
Wanna make a move at me, then bring an army with you
If you catch me slippin promise my people will move
Make you n turn to dust like them skeletons do
And I remember everything like them elephants do
Just pray you fall from grace with half of the lettuce you blew
Life is change, change is painful, hope you catch my drift
Seize the moment it's the only one you'll ever get
And I've been in the lab tryna make a hit
I'm lying, I've been in the lab making realer s
Going deeper still, knowing that there's more to give
I owe it to you, hope you find a better way to live
No holds, no bars, no limits on me
I represent a greater purpose, I ain't ever folding
God bless my enemies I hope they see the truth
I'm the future, all that other s is just a fluke



Credits
Writer(s): Henry Vildosola
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