Where I'm At

Who's knows where I'll land
But I'll tell you what
Got toes in the sand
Not stuck in the mud
Hit play on the pen
Not about to hit pause
Volume is climb climb climb climbing right up
On top
Trying turn this beat to a bop
If this beat was a bop
And I leaped or a hopped
On the peak or the top
Would indeed see you up
Arms reached going clap clap clap
Feeling the beat
And I know that
Something to see
Let's show that
Give them a peep
Like Robbie
Wolfing Jordy
I know that I keep you on a swivel
Still trying to find that perfect middle
Not taking time to fix but fiddle
To solve this minds my favorite riddle

Hmm
Quite the thought
You'd think each line or rhyme would align on the spot
Take time when I jot
Still fine when I'm not
Got to grind through the fog
Until I do this pad less
Turn a walk to a march that's madness
Heading to the end of the atlas
Traveling the world until I take every curl for a whirl make a pearl like Childish
12.38 that's Savage
Just wait didn't stay like a bad bitch
A debate ain't it great to have it
Hmm
With a flow that can go to and fro
That can ride right above or below
Or like Zedd don't expect The Middle
Like I said I'm just testing them all
Can justify why you're leaving with me
And not just that you needed to go
Can find your groove with me and a beat
Can't guarantee we taking it slow

Oh
Taking it slow
Taking it so so slow
Until we don't
On and off again
Trynna comprehend
Keep it locked in
Denis Rodman
Cause I know that it shows as a crutch
Got growing pains but I won't make a fuss
This teams in need of what I surplus
Finding my fit east or west like Russ
Under tight Jeanie you know it'll bust
Find me more North Kawhi left a dub
Difference is if I win this chip I'll run it right back until I go fingerless
If T Mac and VC never left
That's 3 rings the Raps just woulda had
Don't miss this put it on rewind
Two arrows point back showing what can be mine



Credits
Writer(s): Liam Close
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