Colours
Left Right
Left Right
All that I see
All these bright dreams
Left Right
Left Right
All that I see
All these bright dreams
Yo
Spent a while out the cage
Flip turned a page
Motor like Escalades
Trippin of old feelings
But reminiscing with pain
Dirty dancing with liquor
But lying to hide the shame
No
We not the same
Promise we not the same
Risked my livelihood
While in the hood
Living with regrets and
Mistakes misunderstood
Rolling cross the way
In the day
The case is good
Tryna pave the way for better
Families in better hoods
People wrote me off
It's exhausting
Family would know
Life can be no once upon a time
That's all that I know
Struggle lately just to be on time
I put on a show
But drop it and go
I say that I'm fine
But I'm crying the most
Then action with it
Shoot it flip it
I edit in post
Then whip it and ghost
I speaking my mind
While they preaching the most
I see it the most
The future bold
We'll see how it goes
The future is bold
We'll see how it goes
The future is bold
Let's see how it goes
But I see
These bright dreams
I'm like
Left, right, slept, right
All good all good
Baby where the keys
It's about today
Mainly bout the moment
Let me live my dreams
All I see
These bright dreams
You and I surrounded by these
Colors
It's like no other
And All that I see
These bright dreams
You and I surrounded by these colors
It's like no other
Yo, I used to dream bout giving speeches
I used to fantasize bout teaching
I used to pray to have a big old family
To lean on when things got uneasy
I used to wanna get a spouse
I still dream about the house
I used to walk around the neighborhood
Just to get a feel for when the shit worked out
That's Meditation
That's focus and elevation
That's progress paired with relation
That art of steady progression
I'm focused articulation
Efficient and patience
I'm done with the waiting
I'm done with debating
I gotta go cause I've waited too long
Meditating visualizing
What I did wrong
What went wrong
Man search them songs
I got a memory chest of
All my insecurities
These broken parts of me
The parts of me
I never got to be
I set aside my inner dreams and
All it meant to me
I gave it all, I gave it up
Still I gotta be
I say it simply you and I are not
The same
That's how it's meant to be
I do this for the artistry
Grams said it once
And I ain't get it then
She said baby, you are different
You ain't one of them
She said I'm made of something different
Made her feel good
She said that if I didn't get them
Told me God would
Left Right
All that I see
All these bright dreams
Left Right
Left Right
All that I see
All these bright dreams
Yo
Spent a while out the cage
Flip turned a page
Motor like Escalades
Trippin of old feelings
But reminiscing with pain
Dirty dancing with liquor
But lying to hide the shame
No
We not the same
Promise we not the same
Risked my livelihood
While in the hood
Living with regrets and
Mistakes misunderstood
Rolling cross the way
In the day
The case is good
Tryna pave the way for better
Families in better hoods
People wrote me off
It's exhausting
Family would know
Life can be no once upon a time
That's all that I know
Struggle lately just to be on time
I put on a show
But drop it and go
I say that I'm fine
But I'm crying the most
Then action with it
Shoot it flip it
I edit in post
Then whip it and ghost
I speaking my mind
While they preaching the most
I see it the most
The future bold
We'll see how it goes
The future is bold
We'll see how it goes
The future is bold
Let's see how it goes
But I see
These bright dreams
I'm like
Left, right, slept, right
All good all good
Baby where the keys
It's about today
Mainly bout the moment
Let me live my dreams
All I see
These bright dreams
You and I surrounded by these
Colors
It's like no other
And All that I see
These bright dreams
You and I surrounded by these colors
It's like no other
Yo, I used to dream bout giving speeches
I used to fantasize bout teaching
I used to pray to have a big old family
To lean on when things got uneasy
I used to wanna get a spouse
I still dream about the house
I used to walk around the neighborhood
Just to get a feel for when the shit worked out
That's Meditation
That's focus and elevation
That's progress paired with relation
That art of steady progression
I'm focused articulation
Efficient and patience
I'm done with the waiting
I'm done with debating
I gotta go cause I've waited too long
Meditating visualizing
What I did wrong
What went wrong
Man search them songs
I got a memory chest of
All my insecurities
These broken parts of me
The parts of me
I never got to be
I set aside my inner dreams and
All it meant to me
I gave it all, I gave it up
Still I gotta be
I say it simply you and I are not
The same
That's how it's meant to be
I do this for the artistry
Grams said it once
And I ain't get it then
She said baby, you are different
You ain't one of them
She said I'm made of something different
Made her feel good
She said that if I didn't get them
Told me God would
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Writer(s): Micah Weaver
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