New Leaf
Got a homie
Who's got a baby on its way
Man that's crazy we were babies yesterday
I was stacking legos with David Abadin
Thought I knew to wrestle by watching the TV
Obsessed with pyrotechnics strike a match on gasoline
Used to pass Pat with the cam so he can catch me eat concrete
Freestlying with Gaby getting hyped off Carter 3
Geeking out for Marleyfest of course ended up in juvy
Turned a new leaf, got a new lease on life, but still
Fuck the police that don't do people right, for real
The ills that fill congealed inside the blood stream
My self medicated on some psilocybin mush tea
To heal, feel and realize that deep inside we're one thing
Get pulled through a needle's eye to breath in life from nothing
Perceiving what absorbs then reflects the light from sun rays
I miss affairs on Sundays
Ask sister if she'd come play
Revisit my decisions I don't think I'd ever complain
What I've lived until this minute has been brilliant
Loved it always
I've loved it always
Even in the moments I was broken feeling strong rage
Made me want run like that dope inside her arm vein
Buy the whole shop where she pawned all of mom's rings
Precautions were taken way too often
Had to put a lock up on our doors and take her's off it
Screaming fighting demons every weekend was exhausting
But damn I've seen her beat it now she's gleaming
She's the strongest
Turned a new leaf, got a new lease on life, let's build
Pillars for peace to keep our seeds alive and well
Fulfilled I felt when I was working dead ends
For certain it was worth it just lay the bricks to then get
A way to write them rent checks
Survey my sights and then step
Elated that I've made it from the days got scheduled grave shifts
Foundations found in wavelengths to my brain they only made sense
My nature grew through pavement
Chance to make not a safe bet
I placed it, doubled down game six
Some'll bow others crowd to huddle round greatness
Shovel cultivated playing summer sounds, crate digs
Pop lock drop it to the underground, basement
Feeling in the air is that its history in making
Got no doubt about baby its so palpable can taste it
My ride or die is right beside has made this drive amazing
From Dixie High to 95 she to put the grind in daily
Hustler lover girl, you're the muse to this whole painting
The art of recalling births on a search of what has made me
Who's got a baby on its way
Man that's crazy we were babies yesterday
I was stacking legos with David Abadin
Thought I knew to wrestle by watching the TV
Obsessed with pyrotechnics strike a match on gasoline
Used to pass Pat with the cam so he can catch me eat concrete
Freestlying with Gaby getting hyped off Carter 3
Geeking out for Marleyfest of course ended up in juvy
Turned a new leaf, got a new lease on life, but still
Fuck the police that don't do people right, for real
The ills that fill congealed inside the blood stream
My self medicated on some psilocybin mush tea
To heal, feel and realize that deep inside we're one thing
Get pulled through a needle's eye to breath in life from nothing
Perceiving what absorbs then reflects the light from sun rays
I miss affairs on Sundays
Ask sister if she'd come play
Revisit my decisions I don't think I'd ever complain
What I've lived until this minute has been brilliant
Loved it always
I've loved it always
Even in the moments I was broken feeling strong rage
Made me want run like that dope inside her arm vein
Buy the whole shop where she pawned all of mom's rings
Precautions were taken way too often
Had to put a lock up on our doors and take her's off it
Screaming fighting demons every weekend was exhausting
But damn I've seen her beat it now she's gleaming
She's the strongest
Turned a new leaf, got a new lease on life, let's build
Pillars for peace to keep our seeds alive and well
Fulfilled I felt when I was working dead ends
For certain it was worth it just lay the bricks to then get
A way to write them rent checks
Survey my sights and then step
Elated that I've made it from the days got scheduled grave shifts
Foundations found in wavelengths to my brain they only made sense
My nature grew through pavement
Chance to make not a safe bet
I placed it, doubled down game six
Some'll bow others crowd to huddle round greatness
Shovel cultivated playing summer sounds, crate digs
Pop lock drop it to the underground, basement
Feeling in the air is that its history in making
Got no doubt about baby its so palpable can taste it
My ride or die is right beside has made this drive amazing
From Dixie High to 95 she to put the grind in daily
Hustler lover girl, you're the muse to this whole painting
The art of recalling births on a search of what has made me
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Writer(s): Kiavash Kia, Gianni Franceschi
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