Nicholas Craven
Anchor
[Verse: Navy Blue]
VVS's dancing on the pinky ring
Living is the standard but my joy is from the little things
I'm teeing off like it's little league
Sandlot, I'm getting dirty rolling up my sleeves
Mano d'izquierda, Manu Ginóbili, I euro-step with ease
Out in Milano smoking squares like I'm from Sicily
Praying for you n***as who be sipping lean
All them demons on you steady haunt you til you set em free
My father made a better being, Wayne Gretzky and
Warren Sapp, 99 out of a 100 losses
Set you back a couple steps
I carried all the weight with gracious reps
Until I felt the solеmn days, I'm facing death
Take a breath, bе easy 'cause easy does it
The anchor sank, I tell the tale of two lovers plus who staring blank
Many miles, green miles like Tom Hanks
The sun was sinking to a bleeding sky, it cried rain
Cry wolf, cry tears
I tried wine, tried beer; diving into first gear, cruising
Tried faith; gained grace within my first year
The same pace, it's just a little clearer now
Blue diamonds in my earlobes
My destiny appears before your eyes
And like blinds, who doesn't fear the wrath of karma, same fears
Dummy airs sitting, comfortably with my upper tier
Wide wings cutting through the stuffy air
What the fuck you saying? Doesn't matter I don't care
Clean water in my glass, I make a toast to those who dead and gone
And those who gave the most
Never forgotten, I'm still rocking; so it goes
Cherish my honesty, I ain't tryna boast
[Chorus]
Catch me at a stand-still on my ten toes
What's in the plans, God? Before I gotta ghost
I'm gone
Catch me at a stand-still on my ten toes
What's in the plans, God? Before I gotta ghost
I'm gone

[Outro]
Gone
Clean water in my glass, I make a toast '
To those who dead and gone and those who gave the most