FLOWER CITY
I've been praying for some competition
Yeh
I've been praying for some competition
Untill I looked in the mirror Instagram yeah that's what it isn't
We rocking different
I should be given some humility
Because um, I got this un natural ability
To let people see, what they hadn't before meeting me
You can dream, believe and still be unlucky
But you make your own luck so don't fuck with me
I got this un natural talent
Valhalla put my head in a palace
Her bodys a wonder land yeah well who the fucks Alice
I ain't a john mayor hater but I'm pulling all these strings better then his telecaster
I'll be majoring in Ableton
Flavour in my rhymes
Bring it all together like my voice
Is cable ties
Distinctively crafted Im that jinzu guy
I'm a Christian big pimpin but the Hindu type
I felt it till I didn't than I had an Idea
Never let it get to my head then we ended up here
I feel it till I don't
Creation is like drinking a beer
Got the tempo in my pocket
Got the flow so cold I could start and not stop it
Continue to the bridge got the bass and then drop it
Oh you don't like this, well go on then mock it
Grew up in the flower city
Grew up in a town called Toowoomba
Grew up in the garden city
Still please don't ask me about LAVANDA
What should I value more than my time
Money, pussy, power don't add to my vibe
Poppy tall flower you can't cut me down
The others aint tapping in they just fuckin around
Bored child took a while just to master fun
Grew up on a farm theres the pasture son
Seen alot for a pastors son
Seen whippin on a stove I cooked pasta on
Probation periods in a way I skipped town
Went away and got qualified thats perspective now
They were doing same same
Chose a life that doesn't even, Pay pay
Never sign a contract unless Im the one that wrote it
Nor talk about a path
Unless I'm the one that rode it
Not in to stealing bikes
Barely even steal quotes
If its beneficial to life of course I go and take notes, yeh
I never had a day off
I don't understand a couch
Still I got a few habbits thats a beer and a pouch
Used to have my head in the clouds
From up there at least you can be looking down
Silver lining in the chair that I was sitting on
Boxing bag only thing that I'll be hitting on
I don't got time
Shit I'll get a girl yeh the day that I retire
Sorry mother but Im more than a sire
Im on God time
Stop, admire
Devilish grin
Syllables in
Individual but I'm teaming up
Airs fresh but Im running out of breath like Im breathing dust
And I only releasd songs if Im having heaps of fun
And Im having heaps of fun so release it son
Grew up in the flower city
Grew up in a town called Toowoomba
Grew up in the garden city
Still please don't ask me about LAVANDA
What should I value more than my time
Money, pussy, power don't add to my vibe
Poppy tall flower you can't cut me down
The others aint tapping in they just fuckin around
Grew up in the flower city
Grew up in a town called Toowoomba
Grew up in the garden city
Still please don't ask me about LAVANDA
What should I value more than my time
Money, pussy, power don't add to my vibe
Poppy tall flower you can't cut me down
The others aint tapping in they just fuckin around
Yeh
I've been praying for some competition
Untill I looked in the mirror Instagram yeah that's what it isn't
We rocking different
I should be given some humility
Because um, I got this un natural ability
To let people see, what they hadn't before meeting me
You can dream, believe and still be unlucky
But you make your own luck so don't fuck with me
I got this un natural talent
Valhalla put my head in a palace
Her bodys a wonder land yeah well who the fucks Alice
I ain't a john mayor hater but I'm pulling all these strings better then his telecaster
I'll be majoring in Ableton
Flavour in my rhymes
Bring it all together like my voice
Is cable ties
Distinctively crafted Im that jinzu guy
I'm a Christian big pimpin but the Hindu type
I felt it till I didn't than I had an Idea
Never let it get to my head then we ended up here
I feel it till I don't
Creation is like drinking a beer
Got the tempo in my pocket
Got the flow so cold I could start and not stop it
Continue to the bridge got the bass and then drop it
Oh you don't like this, well go on then mock it
Grew up in the flower city
Grew up in a town called Toowoomba
Grew up in the garden city
Still please don't ask me about LAVANDA
What should I value more than my time
Money, pussy, power don't add to my vibe
Poppy tall flower you can't cut me down
The others aint tapping in they just fuckin around
Bored child took a while just to master fun
Grew up on a farm theres the pasture son
Seen alot for a pastors son
Seen whippin on a stove I cooked pasta on
Probation periods in a way I skipped town
Went away and got qualified thats perspective now
They were doing same same
Chose a life that doesn't even, Pay pay
Never sign a contract unless Im the one that wrote it
Nor talk about a path
Unless I'm the one that rode it
Not in to stealing bikes
Barely even steal quotes
If its beneficial to life of course I go and take notes, yeh
I never had a day off
I don't understand a couch
Still I got a few habbits thats a beer and a pouch
Used to have my head in the clouds
From up there at least you can be looking down
Silver lining in the chair that I was sitting on
Boxing bag only thing that I'll be hitting on
I don't got time
Shit I'll get a girl yeh the day that I retire
Sorry mother but Im more than a sire
Im on God time
Stop, admire
Devilish grin
Syllables in
Individual but I'm teaming up
Airs fresh but Im running out of breath like Im breathing dust
And I only releasd songs if Im having heaps of fun
And Im having heaps of fun so release it son
Grew up in the flower city
Grew up in a town called Toowoomba
Grew up in the garden city
Still please don't ask me about LAVANDA
What should I value more than my time
Money, pussy, power don't add to my vibe
Poppy tall flower you can't cut me down
The others aint tapping in they just fuckin around
Grew up in the flower city
Grew up in a town called Toowoomba
Grew up in the garden city
Still please don't ask me about LAVANDA
What should I value more than my time
Money, pussy, power don't add to my vibe
Poppy tall flower you can't cut me down
The others aint tapping in they just fuckin around
Credits
Writer(s): Llewellyn Isaac
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