Portrait of a Gemini

Uh
Yeah
(It's not all sunshine and rainbows)
Okay
Look

Everybody knows that everything I do legit (Legit)
I had a vision and I really followed through with it
Invested 20,000 on my studio (20 racks)
I do the most
As far as dedication to creating all this music goes (I do)
The truth teller, if I said it, I ain't fibbing, boy (Nah)
I've had some moments come and go, I've made a little noise (Yup)
That's just the way the cookie crumbled like some Chips Ahoy!
But now it's time to turn it up, I got the itch to fill a void
This shit is me on a canvas, it's really who I am
I'm too advanced
I'm getting tired of excuses, man (Tired)
Can't spend no time with anyone not on their grind
And something fishy going on like when you open up a tuna can
I am a fucking musical genius (What?)
I am someone you do not wanna compete with (What?)
Of recent, if I'm not believed in or agreed with
I go head and prove 'em wrong
If they thought I would never be shit (Yup)
Now isn't it ironic? (What?)
It's like I'm from Seattle how they fucking with my sonics
Hooked on my microphonics
I got so many dollars I'm stacking, my wallet is fattened
I'm throwing up some numbers that'll make you wanna vomit (Uh)
It's not all sunshine and rainbows, I'm in the darkness (Yeah)
Willed this into existence, my skillset is getting sharpened (Uh huh)
And I've been going the hardest to take it to higher places
The saddest thing in life is wasted talent and I ain't tryna waste it
Portrait of a Gemini
I'm a pretty level-headed guy
But only when you're talking to my better side
I had to specify, so then when I
Get to going psycho with this shit and let it fly
You never have to question why (Nope)
Never
You never have to question why I did it better (Nope)
The results of putting in the effort (Uh huh)
Was at my lowest, then I went and got my shit together (Yeah)
Ain't smoking much, but when I do, I burn the finest reefer
Used to smoke a bong I created out of a science beaker (Haha)
Now I do it major, you minor leaguers, and I defeat you
Writing heaters, studio hot as a Carolina Reaper (Hot)
I'm the tribal leader, the high achiever, the fire breather
I'm 'bout to pop, I've been on the edge like a wide receiver (Whoa)
Sliding deeper, you damn right I'm inside her beaver (Yeah)
Stumbled upon a lump sum of money like finders keepers (Money)
Disappear, then pop right back out
The champion hide and seeker (Gone)
I'm sick with it, I'm getting hot as a rising fever
From my demeanor, you can tell I've been through it
I'm here to win, I'm really him and you can tell by the music (Yeah)
I still remember the Buick
Riding round dreaming 'bout everything I have now (What?)
And now the sound is renowned because I'm destined to do this (Yeah)
So I went and started a hell of a movement
A big stepper like an elephant moving
I feel the jealousy brewing (Yeah)
Like a pot of coffee
Hot as chewing on wasabi (Whoo)
It's gonna take a lot more than an octagon to stop me
I can get lyrical if I have to (Uh huh)
Seriously, I'm that dude
No matter what they try, it's inferior to what Jack do
There's no comparing
I got an edge on the competition, it's so apparent (I do)
My flows are blaring out the speakers, I've been cooking up
I aim for greatness, I ain't ever settling for good enough (Nah)
I'm in the zone
Sicko mode
Smoking fast, sipping slow
Getting dough, all the signs are telling me that it's a go
Dropping all these vicious flows right on your head
Just like the Apple Vision Pro
With this approach, every single thing I wrote is hitting home (Whoa)
Keeping my ship afloat and everything is organized
My time is coming, so I gotta get it in before I die
Bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Previte
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