Inner Gardening (feat. Casio Wolf)
Almost lost my wits
I had to drop the bliss
Niggas was calling blitz
Imperial, Israel in the Gaza strip
They sold out for a bargain chip
I threw my losses out
I had to lock the wins
Sought some solace did my inner gardening
All this light that they tried to dim
When I was looking out for them
Guess it stems from the limb I gave out to them
Playing roles what's yo name not your anonym
Say I'll fold but the chances slim
I had to flip it
Had to switch the script
Go find a pot to piss in
Thousand miles I'm rising from abyss
Dream to vision
Not a product of your image
Living in the figment
Ripped the leash off my neck they hissing
I can't blame it all
A part of them conditioned
All for this and all for bitches
God forbid, I won't fall in with them
You can't dim my light
My source I got is infinite
I see some people try
I give 'em props for risking it (Sike)
If you listening I hope you livin limitless
We too magnificent to focus on the differences
'Blessings top of blessings
Now I'm overcome with gratitude
Used to sleep with drive-bys shaking up my living-room
Funny how it all works
Used to heat up Stouffer's
Now I'm seeing chauffeurs
Light in me is solar
Light in me is solar
Yansaneh, Ibrahim
Put respect on it
Quazi always been the truth
And you slept on it
Socioeconomic structures to this rap shit
But who really kept it real
Y'all can have this
Almost lost my with
I had to drop the bliss
Niggas was calling blitz
I'm a bad bitch, Heheh
I had to drop the bliss
Niggas was calling blitz
Imperial, Israel in the Gaza strip
They sold out for a bargain chip
I threw my losses out
I had to lock the wins
Sought some solace did my inner gardening
All this light that they tried to dim
When I was looking out for them
Guess it stems from the limb I gave out to them
Playing roles what's yo name not your anonym
Say I'll fold but the chances slim
I had to flip it
Had to switch the script
Go find a pot to piss in
Thousand miles I'm rising from abyss
Dream to vision
Not a product of your image
Living in the figment
Ripped the leash off my neck they hissing
I can't blame it all
A part of them conditioned
All for this and all for bitches
God forbid, I won't fall in with them
You can't dim my light
My source I got is infinite
I see some people try
I give 'em props for risking it (Sike)
If you listening I hope you livin limitless
We too magnificent to focus on the differences
'Blessings top of blessings
Now I'm overcome with gratitude
Used to sleep with drive-bys shaking up my living-room
Funny how it all works
Used to heat up Stouffer's
Now I'm seeing chauffeurs
Light in me is solar
Light in me is solar
Yansaneh, Ibrahim
Put respect on it
Quazi always been the truth
And you slept on it
Socioeconomic structures to this rap shit
But who really kept it real
Y'all can have this
Almost lost my with
I had to drop the bliss
Niggas was calling blitz
I'm a bad bitch, Heheh
Credits
Writer(s): Mickal Mikuria
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