Somersault

This shit I spit is fire
Go and do a somersault
Collecting fine art then I stash it in the vault
They said Benji how you do it I don't even know
I stay consistent don't move with drama like little hoes
I'm beachside ill hit you later, adios
I keep a package on me when I leave to hit the road
Unless I know you bout your doja imma bring my own
Small circle when it comes to passing of the smoke
If you know then you know, silently on a roll
From a seed to a man, with this time I've grown
You put that work in and you gon see results dawg
Flip the script and make a change you gotta want this shit
Try and focus on the present past can haunt you quick
Stay composed, I knit together these flows
I suppose that I'll break this door down to a new plateau
Took some time for myself I really had to heal my soul
Now I'm really out the way it
Bussing down a play with it
She got good vibes baby I'm just tryna lay with ya
Yeah I'm just tryna lay with ya
She good good vibes I'm just tryna go and huh

I'm the groove, I choose just how I move
Doesn't matter bout the views, I'm focused on staying true
Brazilian steak house with the crew, I thought you knew
Different echelon, to think that I would settle on is laughable
Im tryna touch some numbers that isn't even fathomable
We was in the closet recording that was just after school
Now I'm on a different time, think I need a different line
No handouts given I just bit down and went to grind
Grown as a man now, grateful for where I stand now
Experimenting with it don't need a plan for this to pan out
Hands down
Yuh

Somersault over the beat, really Im off my feet
So discreet, I listen before I speak
Calm when the tension rises
Most shit doesn't surprise me
Stiff arm these suckas in my way like I need a Heisman
Seems like these mufuckas fantasizing ain't providing
No type of hustle, the work ethic is truly shocking
Really think I flipped the switch
Yeah they know I'm in this bitch
Heard me they said Benji damn
He be on some different shit
Fettechini with the shrimp, long drink sit and sip
Seen you on the gram just going crazy with all your pics
Tryna slide over to your crib and see what's up again
Aye, see what's up again
Damn! Hey
Damn



Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Alistair Abrams, Chris Rojas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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