Fresh Start

Wish I could say this was off of the top of the dome
By myself where all my thoughts are just chrome
I'm all alone
Smelling real good when I wear my cologne
Scrolling all day when I'm on my phone
I'm on the road where I be in my zone
Be in my zone

Got to fresh start but I'm not clone
Feeling myself when I'm home alone
Blocked your shot but I'm not off top peeling away call me Karl Malone
Talk my shit cause this not off rip y'all had to go and steal my flow
Now I glow future star in the making but for now I'm down low

My raps, so long their taking just waiting for them to download
Bank accounts taking their time I'm trying to get the amount I'm owed
Remember the time when my car was towed
Remember the time when I paid my dues
Remember the time they were so rude
Remember the time I went out of line saw me a dime and said she's so fine
Remember the time

I'm out here starving for the beats that I picked from the harvest, this is the hardest
Mean that shit literally out here rapping its Christmas Eve
Rap shit is ease
Now I'm in the breeze in the wind
I wanna win I'm not in the bin going back and forth like its Wimbledon
Never sin I am to thin got to go to the gym and put that work in
Stacking all of my bread just so I can stay out ahead
Getting left on read that was the feeling that I had to dread
A fresh start will be good for you that's what my pops had said

The next step is to breed my passion tryna get better with every song passing
Don't text me your reaction line up the letters of everyone clapping
Invite the endeavors I do this while napping
Sold out arenas why all of y'all capping
Me in the stew I cook up will rapping
Just like ulu I'm down with the gang
Yea I'm that dude with the shots that drained
Thanks to all of that time I trained
Making these raps got my mind so strained

Dang, why do I, feel this way when I rap a lot
I realized that I cap a lot
Not knighted like Capsalot
Coughing call me Dracula
Cross me and ill drag ya nuts
Hitting the flex like this is us
Texting my ex like wanna fuck
That's a lie
I'm the guy left your six like I'm Kowhai
Fucked that bitch I felt alive
Get to that green just like Popeye
I'm a good friend I'm a fun guy
Whipping the Benz I went for a drive
Rolling the dice I hit me a five
This shit is nice I'm hitting my stride

Hitting my stride I say it with pride
Then I realized that I had to apply
Myself to grind the odds ill defy
Yea I'm obliged to say that sometimes
My head filled with rhymes and filled the banter
They had the camera I'm shooting the hoops
Not talking guns I'm not with the troops
They got me running I'm jumping through loops
Yea
Yea
They got me running I'm jumping through loops



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Snelgrove
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