IMMORTAL
Bowl in the dorm room
Now they wanna fine me
Weed in joint rolled
Hit it kinda lightly
I just wanna feel some
I'm just tryna feel
This shit feel like
Jogging suits
We rocked in the 90's
Daddy with the Jays on
Mama in the Nikes
Putting in my ponytails
Wrapped real tightly
I just wanna feel some
I'm just tryna feel
All my friends have bled
Let me back again
Dark out all my thoughts
Or I self-deprecate instead
Wrapped up all my rocks
And now I wear them round my neck
Put myself in spots
I pray I'm never
Back again
I swear I'm softer when I'm stoned
Then alone hits better
Look popping by the messages
They all been delivered
Had to sober up the pen
Cause my songs not hitting
Really writing just to throw it all away
Not driven
Niggas wanna rev they engines
This is not a fucking race
My pace
No tension
They biting off the craft
Just to make a few million
I exist as a creative
What I make
I feel it
Searching
For your best life
Always wondered how
The birds could fly
So high
You will fall in
Into the moment
How will they remember
Me after I die
Only want me when I'm
Finished and polished
Shit on my eyelids
Contour on my cheekbones
In fabrics you call stylish
Hi kid
Never say it back
Why you so silent
I am not your barbie doll
I talk outside the private
This shit is personal
This shit ain't workable
Most shit ain't personal
Wrote this verse
On some versatile
Virtual vibes
These niggas post they wanna pop
Till it's actually time
To put the work in
Internal searching
Sit with the verbiage
To dream gon take some courage
Pack light minimal storage
To see gon be euphoric
I'm talking to myself
Some shit I'm learning is important
Writing notes to future me
Guess you could call this work herstoric
Searching
For your best Life
Always wondered how
The birds could fly
So high
You will fall in
Into the moment
How will they remember
Me after I die
This shit feel like 20
When we couldn't get no ID
Bowl in the dorm room
Now they wanna fine me
Weed in joint rolled
Hit it kinda lightly
I just wanna feel something
I'm just tryna feel
This shit feel like
Jogging suits
We rocked in the 90's
Daddy with the Jays on
Mama in the Nikes
Putting in my ponytails
Wrapped real tightly
I just wanna feel something
I'm just tryna feel
Now they wanna fine me
Weed in joint rolled
Hit it kinda lightly
I just wanna feel some
I'm just tryna feel
This shit feel like
Jogging suits
We rocked in the 90's
Daddy with the Jays on
Mama in the Nikes
Putting in my ponytails
Wrapped real tightly
I just wanna feel some
I'm just tryna feel
All my friends have bled
Let me back again
Dark out all my thoughts
Or I self-deprecate instead
Wrapped up all my rocks
And now I wear them round my neck
Put myself in spots
I pray I'm never
Back again
I swear I'm softer when I'm stoned
Then alone hits better
Look popping by the messages
They all been delivered
Had to sober up the pen
Cause my songs not hitting
Really writing just to throw it all away
Not driven
Niggas wanna rev they engines
This is not a fucking race
My pace
No tension
They biting off the craft
Just to make a few million
I exist as a creative
What I make
I feel it
Searching
For your best life
Always wondered how
The birds could fly
So high
You will fall in
Into the moment
How will they remember
Me after I die
Only want me when I'm
Finished and polished
Shit on my eyelids
Contour on my cheekbones
In fabrics you call stylish
Hi kid
Never say it back
Why you so silent
I am not your barbie doll
I talk outside the private
This shit is personal
This shit ain't workable
Most shit ain't personal
Wrote this verse
On some versatile
Virtual vibes
These niggas post they wanna pop
Till it's actually time
To put the work in
Internal searching
Sit with the verbiage
To dream gon take some courage
Pack light minimal storage
To see gon be euphoric
I'm talking to myself
Some shit I'm learning is important
Writing notes to future me
Guess you could call this work herstoric
Searching
For your best Life
Always wondered how
The birds could fly
So high
You will fall in
Into the moment
How will they remember
Me after I die
This shit feel like 20
When we couldn't get no ID
Bowl in the dorm room
Now they wanna fine me
Weed in joint rolled
Hit it kinda lightly
I just wanna feel something
I'm just tryna feel
This shit feel like
Jogging suits
We rocked in the 90's
Daddy with the Jays on
Mama in the Nikes
Putting in my ponytails
Wrapped real tightly
I just wanna feel something
I'm just tryna feel
Credits
Writer(s): Ricki Monique
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