Mental [Freestyle]
• Written by Sawyer_Young
Whole lotta shit on my mental
Dreaming of whipping Bentley Continentals
All of my senses are telling fuck all that
normal shit go and unlock your potential
But grinding can get me so stressful
Path to accomplishment its incremental
Not sure where I'm going but fate tells me
all of my options are inconsequential
You know where I've been at
Writing improving my syntax
Making it rapping's a slim chance
Gotta relax so I'm rolling the zigzags
Breathe in the vapor im gone
Just trynna look for a place I belong
Wandering across the continent
Make sure I bring all my real ones along
Cruising down the highway fast lane
I was busy all up in the backseat tripping
I was sideways
Pass a couple driveways sipping
I was always different
Did it my way sinning
I got high praise
Nothing but a primate
Living at a high pace
They running down the hallway
Listen to what I say
Music make you vibrate
They eating off of my plate
Yelling out for gods sake win it
Always the one in the corner in silence
Lacking some parental guidance
Trynna expand my horizons
Soon ill be counting up thousands
Blazing these ounces
Haunted by all the mistakes that I've made
I carry them all to my grave
Burning my fuse as I steadily fade
Sound flowing round like a wave
I got a thousand ideas in my brain
Kill them all of with champagne
Lyrically you and I are not the same
Fuck boy just stay in your lane
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Sawyer_Young
Member since June 17 2015