I'm climbing fences, I'm looking through the lenses
Just a little relentless so check your fucking senses
I meant this when I wrote it inside of a sentence
I'm looking at my future, but I write it in the past tense
Been a fast year since I shed my last tear for this girl who was my world, but no longer stays here
No longer do I wander on the thoughts that I ponder
I be eating up these beats one at a time to feed my hunger
Mother fucker, got a flow you couldn't touch with your hands
Never have a plan, and I just hope you understand that when pigs fly, I won't deny, there's no need to lie
When I ain't got the sound to catch people's eyes, slowly on the rise
But I ain't tripping, you ain't got the time to count the mics that I be ripping
I say "fuck your feelings," leave 'em limping
See, I'm the type of cat who spit the raps cos the flow's fat
Thought that you should know that, so go ahead and hold that
Between a rock and a hard place, for our sake, rap my mixtape and videotape you and it fornicate
That's love my homie, when you feeling super lonely
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