Off the Cuff

I told em ive arrived
This the brighter side
This a brighter high
This some time that i could find alive
This the plans that i could finalize
Hey Something struck a cord that got my Spinal high
Had to roll it out Im doin yoga hit that chataranga ahhh
But truth be told i'm outta mind
Waking up to chills and got em checkin in on Vital signs
Woah Its just science how it bubbled out
Listening to Joey but my mom done told me Cut it out
But truth be told no other route
Practicing my game until i'm Worth what mrs butter bout
Battered down
Beaten up
Bag a track and eat it up
Homie down the street done taught me things while i was keeping tough
T done helped me drive around we was playin beats and stuff
Now i know my confidence is back and i don't need to bluff

Im off the cuff on the cusp of it all
I could feel the rust and im shaking it off
Everything you trust bruh im makin it false
Still that same mo fucker tryna break ya cigar
Actin even steven but you fakin it all
I think i got my shot saw you takin a fall
Its Young charles and im takin da charge
Imma stay on zig zags and the raws

Zig zags and raws
Im on a cone
Traffic i been swervin thru and smokin on the road
Packin out the 06 baby here it goes
I know im on to somethin and i hope ill hold my own like
I know i know
That ive overdone the rest
They told me lots of things
But they'd hate to know the steps
And i don't want a wage
I ain't fit to be a vet
Know its shocking like a taze
But i don't think i need the rest
Took a trip to cvs
Couple second from the rock
On the road aint pullin over never told me when to stop
Even over couple towns the prolly know a couple bops
And i been the fuckin rapper out the mold thats boutta pop
Aint no mold that i cant break
Colder colder than the shake
Got no motive imma have
But the motive in my brain
I just hope the kids accounted for
I know its been the same
I just want someone to vent bout where the pain went
They just want a vape pen
Change habits quick before you sit around and break tens
You aint seen like nothin bitch i rap plus i can break dance
That the type of life that i could fuck around and make trends
All state the great hands
Ten toes main plan
Same shit to maintain
Homie took a fake stance
Only tryna placate
Fuck im playin odds
1 to 1 im on the Main stage
Fuckin up this track
Set a record on the same day

Im off the cuff on the cusp of it all
I could feel the rust and im shakin it off
Everything you trust bruh im makin it false
Still that same mo fucker tryna break ya cigar
Actin even steven but you fakin it all
I think i got my shot saw you takin a fall
Its Young charles and im takin da charge
Imma stay on zig zags and the raws



Credits
Writer(s): William Migliorelli, Martin Fyksen
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