MemoryLapse!
I think these niggas memory lapse
I just spit my thoughts on the track they keep rewinding me back
Every target shot in the dark they don't know how to react
All my scars are covered in bars I don't know how to relax
All my demons are working hard I need my effort to match
Had to cut the curls just so I could cut myself from the past
Had to put out another project no one needed to ask
I'm just focusing on the path I got two feet on the gas
Distort the voice blow out the speakers till it shatters the glass
I got some homies telling me to take this shit on the road
I got some goals so high it'll bloody your nose
I got some goals that'll turn my woes to platinum and gold
I got some woes that I'm still tryna fully disclose
I'm getting tired of humility that shit's getting old
How long should I keep on pretending that my shit isn't cold
Writing bars for all the bros then I sing for the hoes
Why should I do one or the other when I'm goated at both?
I wanna make this shit easy
Breathe sweet relief when you see me
Hear ye hear ye hear heat on these beats
Freebies no cheese needed to peep please
I wanna make 'em feel seen
Bust nuts to show chumps what we mean
Guts get ruptured throw teams through big beams
Y'all get flustered weak knees when teeth gleam
Fuck me, I'm damn good
Imma bring new meaning to manhood
Make dope shit with me wish a man would
Plan whole fits you wish that your man could
Yeah, yeah here we fucking go
Life hack on track so let your mind flow
I just spit my thoughts on the track they keep rewinding me back
Every target shot in the dark they don't know how to react
All my scars are covered in bars I don't know how to relax
All my demons are working hard I need my effort to match
Had to cut the curls just so I could cut myself from the past
Had to put out another project no one needed to ask
I'm just focusing on the path I got two feet on the gas
Distort the voice blow out the speakers till it shatters the glass
I got some homies telling me to take this shit on the road
I got some goals so high it'll bloody your nose
I got some goals that'll turn my woes to platinum and gold
I got some woes that I'm still tryna fully disclose
I'm getting tired of humility that shit's getting old
How long should I keep on pretending that my shit isn't cold
Writing bars for all the bros then I sing for the hoes
Why should I do one or the other when I'm goated at both?
I wanna make this shit easy
Breathe sweet relief when you see me
Hear ye hear ye hear heat on these beats
Freebies no cheese needed to peep please
I wanna make 'em feel seen
Bust nuts to show chumps what we mean
Guts get ruptured throw teams through big beams
Y'all get flustered weak knees when teeth gleam
Fuck me, I'm damn good
Imma bring new meaning to manhood
Make dope shit with me wish a man would
Plan whole fits you wish that your man could
Yeah, yeah here we fucking go
Life hack on track so let your mind flow
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Writer(s): Isaiah Diaz
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