Melancholia Freestyle
We in a dull lull
lullaby for the soul
Rollin'
Stones throw away from getting ya role stolen
Stove broken
So the microwave gets played like a token
My bro smoking
High stakes like the US Open
Though covid has the whole US closing
Weather cold, frozen
Wear the right clothing
Or you could get exposed quick
Traffic crawling to a halt
Getting tight like the rope was getting taut
Might go faster if we hopped out
Start to walk
Who am I to talk
Eyes peeled like a hawk
Spitting lama image involved
When I sing on these songs
Tired, hungry, sleep-deprived
Deep inside my dreams I fly
Eagle eye, watchful eye on the rocks
I stay hopeful
Could be better could be worse you know
Nothing, ever personal
Sometimes telling truth it hurts you know
Sometimes I feel like a UFO
No one knows where my soul
Where my head is, where I'm headed
What direction, what the lesson
Goddammit, who invented
This type of living, that we all live in
The system
Melancholy kicks in like Pele
Thinking bout the way we slaving out for a pay day
Mayday
We some bad ass kids like our mom's name was Bebe
Ain't no games when we melee
Hurts to be right sometimes
Grow strong or grow blind in the sun
Sometimes... son light blinds
So I close my eyes one time
For your mind if you feel it
I am the realest
Sorry TREK I'm the best
Gotta say that, andale ain't no stress
I just stretch out my hands to the Father and I'm blessed
And I guess, any guest on the guest list could get the neck
What
Wet
Nigga said
Something something but they
Overhead
Where was where it flew from the birds in the coop
Used to shoot hoops on the stoop with the dudes
They all been, Doing different shit
They all involved in
Illcitness
I ain't saying no names
I ain't playing no frames
But, I can see behind the shades
Is the eyes that's so full of pain
But I'm hopeful
I remain with the grace
My name will be laid with the greats
In school I ain't get the grades
But I got what I needed
I know and believe it, so I receive it
I'm thanking you Jesus
This is a brand new avenue
Bouta walk down
See you soon
lullaby for the soul
Rollin'
Stones throw away from getting ya role stolen
Stove broken
So the microwave gets played like a token
My bro smoking
High stakes like the US Open
Though covid has the whole US closing
Weather cold, frozen
Wear the right clothing
Or you could get exposed quick
Traffic crawling to a halt
Getting tight like the rope was getting taut
Might go faster if we hopped out
Start to walk
Who am I to talk
Eyes peeled like a hawk
Spitting lama image involved
When I sing on these songs
Tired, hungry, sleep-deprived
Deep inside my dreams I fly
Eagle eye, watchful eye on the rocks
I stay hopeful
Could be better could be worse you know
Nothing, ever personal
Sometimes telling truth it hurts you know
Sometimes I feel like a UFO
No one knows where my soul
Where my head is, where I'm headed
What direction, what the lesson
Goddammit, who invented
This type of living, that we all live in
The system
Melancholy kicks in like Pele
Thinking bout the way we slaving out for a pay day
Mayday
We some bad ass kids like our mom's name was Bebe
Ain't no games when we melee
Hurts to be right sometimes
Grow strong or grow blind in the sun
Sometimes... son light blinds
So I close my eyes one time
For your mind if you feel it
I am the realest
Sorry TREK I'm the best
Gotta say that, andale ain't no stress
I just stretch out my hands to the Father and I'm blessed
And I guess, any guest on the guest list could get the neck
What
Wet
Nigga said
Something something but they
Overhead
Where was where it flew from the birds in the coop
Used to shoot hoops on the stoop with the dudes
They all been, Doing different shit
They all involved in
Illcitness
I ain't saying no names
I ain't playing no frames
But, I can see behind the shades
Is the eyes that's so full of pain
But I'm hopeful
I remain with the grace
My name will be laid with the greats
In school I ain't get the grades
But I got what I needed
I know and believe it, so I receive it
I'm thanking you Jesus
This is a brand new avenue
Bouta walk down
See you soon
Credits
Writer(s): Nathaniel Thompson
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