Embers
Mmmm mmm
Put my soul and faith in the ways of God
In this rap game yeah we're racing jaws
It's the way these situations are
Don't know where I'm going but it ain't that far
No need to invest in those dangerous cars
My life I been asking where the applications are
The things I've been told, I've got quotation marks
Ways that things were played, I cant take to heart
Could have made excuses let agitation start
I need to find ways to explain these smarts
Rhyming different ways with these bars
Yeah yeah yeah - yeah yeah
I'm a fire trap like a basement bar
The way I 'articulate these thoughts
Turn your cheek to me so we can face those scars
I'll present you like you're displayed in art
You're my self-esteem and Ill play the part
Rather talk outside at a main street bar
I'm not tryna brag at all... Just saying the writing on the wall
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Say the word and its lickity splitz
I'm holding down the cards like I'm Larry Fitz'
I had people turn me down for beats, now they're missing these snips
Can't blame em for missing the vision I grip
Even tho I don't see it all, I see a glimpse
I'm open to it all, I might need a tip
Tell me what you see? What I seem to miss
Sipping on the bourbon yeah ill take a nip
Born in Colorado, built for rocky roads
Living out the motto, as the possy grows
Exposing myself on this hot seat stove
Want all these kids to cop these flows
The cold draft in the air got me shivers now
But god breaks bends so I won't quiver now
You saying there's a chance, there's a sliver now
Gripping so tight there's a splinter now
Working so hard man I've missed dinner wow
Khawi moves home he's a clipper now
Some people, don't love, its just a business route
I'm off on a tangent, eat the snicker now
Some people will say that they hate these bars
Don't have to see the moon, in the day we see stars
Sit around the campfire we breathe these sparks
Sipping on something in a mason jar
We have whats in the pantry and three cigars
Hear the wind settling we hear the trees talk
Living out this moment we can't be too far
So let's chill, someone to play the guitar
Put my soul and faith in the ways of God
In this rap game yeah we're racing jaws
It's the way these situations are
Don't know where I'm going but it ain't that far
No need to invest in those dangerous cars
My life I been asking where the applications are
The things I've been told, I've got quotation marks
Ways that things were played, I cant take to heart
Could have made excuses let agitation start
I need to find ways to explain these smarts
Rhyming different ways with these bars
Yeah yeah yeah - yeah yeah
I'm a fire trap like a basement bar
The way I 'articulate these thoughts
Turn your cheek to me so we can face those scars
I'll present you like you're displayed in art
You're my self-esteem and Ill play the part
Rather talk outside at a main street bar
I'm not tryna brag at all... Just saying the writing on the wall
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Say the word and its lickity splitz
I'm holding down the cards like I'm Larry Fitz'
I had people turn me down for beats, now they're missing these snips
Can't blame em for missing the vision I grip
Even tho I don't see it all, I see a glimpse
I'm open to it all, I might need a tip
Tell me what you see? What I seem to miss
Sipping on the bourbon yeah ill take a nip
Born in Colorado, built for rocky roads
Living out the motto, as the possy grows
Exposing myself on this hot seat stove
Want all these kids to cop these flows
The cold draft in the air got me shivers now
But god breaks bends so I won't quiver now
You saying there's a chance, there's a sliver now
Gripping so tight there's a splinter now
Working so hard man I've missed dinner wow
Khawi moves home he's a clipper now
Some people, don't love, its just a business route
I'm off on a tangent, eat the snicker now
Some people will say that they hate these bars
Don't have to see the moon, in the day we see stars
Sit around the campfire we breathe these sparks
Sipping on something in a mason jar
We have whats in the pantry and three cigars
Hear the wind settling we hear the trees talk
Living out this moment we can't be too far
So let's chill, someone to play the guitar
Credits
Writer(s): Erik Evans
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