TL Voyager
CHH was my first introduction
Not Kendrick
Childish seventh, Chance never
Thanks for comparing
I'm one outta none
Trish was the first to've said it
But there's no use in using ex's mom for a reference
No ghost writer sometimes influenced by the spirit
No use in drinking to cleanse from past years shit
Came in trying to beat people who weren't trying to compete
Snatching food off plates when they thought everyone could eat
Trying to defeat
boys whacking willows
And men dressed like mafia families times five but really are suite
Tried outrunning the fox
But he got help from the sea
Trapped in the Ozarks
Started hearing gospel differently
Aimed to jump over moon
But lacked support motherly
King of the court but they were playing tennis friendly's
At other acts that's a whole other tweet
Crown and validation but when is a blue check validating
Shit now bout clout chasing niggas acting like Brittneys
Spear to your reputation you're taking damage
Wasn't ready for it swift to become about more than music
Couldn't find myself in the process so I kept on losing
Behind Scenes fell so concert success didn't notice
Afterparty moments with those closest but I was zoning
Took 2:30 AM talks on 255B floor for others start honing
Still had life in hand when facing demons lonely
New topic my perceived peak I've gotta top it
James Harden shit
Gave self the OK to C me blast off like a Rocket
Lost faith had to find a spark to believe
Outta my way too driven
Apologies to those who had the misfortune of meeting me
Haha aw shit
Gotta keep it moving
Ain't a fan of algae (yuck)
Trying to bloom like Rose G
I'm Febuary property
Learning bout Evolving like I'm Darwin
Yet still an 804 boy
Will always be in my heart and
Tryna be like Tarzan
King of the beasts
Killed a Pritt ting
King of the beats
Virginia flag
My foot on their chest
Y'all trappin full court
Still I ain't pressed
Know y'all want me to talk authentic
But let me get my shit off a minute
Listen to Moana
To remind myself how far I'll go
Friends up the road
But still ain't had em ove
Feeling like Houston Game 7
0 for 27
Like is there more that I can miss
Have to give up just to get
There's more to this shit
My mess not a curated list
Friends turn to family
When family ties start to end
There's more there just let me dig
More life to family, friends, and enemies
I fear Fake Love more than hostility
Paranoia of who's really with me
Moments like this I feel myself splitting
Have to stay together
To be a better me, find self peace, and chase a dream
No junior Martin Luther King
These emotions are confusing things
I'll tell you more
But for the intro it's a little deep
Shits a little too deep for the intro
Dad said it's not how you lead
But how you follow
More Dark Knight than Matrix trilo
Shaped my life after Bruce
Could give a fuck bout Neo
Learning it's not bout who you come in
It's who you leave with
Life's the school I never planned on attending
Feels like I'm failing with no extra credit
I O U's never get paid
Things we need to say never get said
Distant from family but we've been through it
Like it more when it doesn't take reunions
Married to relations with meaning like a special union
When you can trust secrets kept like a special unit
Got a nice ring to it
All eggs in one basket
I put time in like a stock investment
Those closest question when I'm resting
Try to shield them from my darkness
But maybe it's me in need of protection
Working on making dreams come true
Story book endings found I somehow always lose
Know I've been distant part of me missing
Pray I'll be forgiven regardless if you get it
Gotta come through for those deepest
Whenever they're needing
Come through to remind you I know you'll make it
Know I believe in you more than I do Satan
We're chasing greatness
They're just ring chasing
They made it
But we're gonna shape it
Too deep for the intro I'll dive deeper
Lost Kids working harder than Grim Reaper
Who'll be there in the end guess we'll wait and see
Gotta stop wishing for alt. ends let whatever is be
Been on a wave and the rides insane
Prayers I keep my brain, conquer the wake
And I'll see you when it breaks
Shred
Not Kendrick
Childish seventh, Chance never
Thanks for comparing
I'm one outta none
Trish was the first to've said it
But there's no use in using ex's mom for a reference
No ghost writer sometimes influenced by the spirit
No use in drinking to cleanse from past years shit
Came in trying to beat people who weren't trying to compete
Snatching food off plates when they thought everyone could eat
Trying to defeat
boys whacking willows
And men dressed like mafia families times five but really are suite
Tried outrunning the fox
But he got help from the sea
Trapped in the Ozarks
Started hearing gospel differently
Aimed to jump over moon
But lacked support motherly
King of the court but they were playing tennis friendly's
At other acts that's a whole other tweet
Crown and validation but when is a blue check validating
Shit now bout clout chasing niggas acting like Brittneys
Spear to your reputation you're taking damage
Wasn't ready for it swift to become about more than music
Couldn't find myself in the process so I kept on losing
Behind Scenes fell so concert success didn't notice
Afterparty moments with those closest but I was zoning
Took 2:30 AM talks on 255B floor for others start honing
Still had life in hand when facing demons lonely
New topic my perceived peak I've gotta top it
James Harden shit
Gave self the OK to C me blast off like a Rocket
Lost faith had to find a spark to believe
Outta my way too driven
Apologies to those who had the misfortune of meeting me
Haha aw shit
Gotta keep it moving
Ain't a fan of algae (yuck)
Trying to bloom like Rose G
I'm Febuary property
Learning bout Evolving like I'm Darwin
Yet still an 804 boy
Will always be in my heart and
Tryna be like Tarzan
King of the beasts
Killed a Pritt ting
King of the beats
Virginia flag
My foot on their chest
Y'all trappin full court
Still I ain't pressed
Know y'all want me to talk authentic
But let me get my shit off a minute
Listen to Moana
To remind myself how far I'll go
Friends up the road
But still ain't had em ove
Feeling like Houston Game 7
0 for 27
Like is there more that I can miss
Have to give up just to get
There's more to this shit
My mess not a curated list
Friends turn to family
When family ties start to end
There's more there just let me dig
More life to family, friends, and enemies
I fear Fake Love more than hostility
Paranoia of who's really with me
Moments like this I feel myself splitting
Have to stay together
To be a better me, find self peace, and chase a dream
No junior Martin Luther King
These emotions are confusing things
I'll tell you more
But for the intro it's a little deep
Shits a little too deep for the intro
Dad said it's not how you lead
But how you follow
More Dark Knight than Matrix trilo
Shaped my life after Bruce
Could give a fuck bout Neo
Learning it's not bout who you come in
It's who you leave with
Life's the school I never planned on attending
Feels like I'm failing with no extra credit
I O U's never get paid
Things we need to say never get said
Distant from family but we've been through it
Like it more when it doesn't take reunions
Married to relations with meaning like a special union
When you can trust secrets kept like a special unit
Got a nice ring to it
All eggs in one basket
I put time in like a stock investment
Those closest question when I'm resting
Try to shield them from my darkness
But maybe it's me in need of protection
Working on making dreams come true
Story book endings found I somehow always lose
Know I've been distant part of me missing
Pray I'll be forgiven regardless if you get it
Gotta come through for those deepest
Whenever they're needing
Come through to remind you I know you'll make it
Know I believe in you more than I do Satan
We're chasing greatness
They're just ring chasing
They made it
But we're gonna shape it
Too deep for the intro I'll dive deeper
Lost Kids working harder than Grim Reaper
Who'll be there in the end guess we'll wait and see
Gotta stop wishing for alt. ends let whatever is be
Been on a wave and the rides insane
Prayers I keep my brain, conquer the wake
And I'll see you when it breaks
Shred
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Writer(s): Timothy Harmon
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