Fluseph - Mikado// Jstwach

I let it ride out, i got run flats
And you can peep i'm standing up so i can't have setbacks
In fact, im grinding you can call me the Clipse
But a one man show, i swear this journey a trip Jstwach

Too many niggas living in the fast life
So you better slow it down for you wind up in a crash
Right turn into oblivion, you had a choice
Say what's real on what you thinking but you never found ya voice
With opposing position without music to listen
Catch me stitch a certain melody while whiteys make commission
Output ain't matching power, well fuck it then
Caught up in the certain hour that i sense something within
Car doors hold the soul while the body encases
I forget certain faces, so you know i cannot save you embarrassment
Spending a little on myself, i found you dirt poor when you try to share ya wealth
So i pocket all mines, and i try to sell the secrets
Cuz its up to you to profit, while my wealth it still increases
Word to $tocks, cuz i'm raking it in
And it's damn near the summer seasons starting to blend
Comprehend, all the latter that i'm trying to spoke
Never speak because i said it so i call it a quote
In time, i find you can master the art, indivisible
Of the hatred, never know when to start
Yet and still these niggas got me dumbfounded in the culture
Never sticking to ya roots
See these niggas escape and cut the ties
Unlike suture no a suture, shit i said that already
Better watch my wording fore these niggas catching on
They never stay here for long but shit, its expected
The hate is resurrected but i still mind my own
I got matters to handle, steady changing the channel
Cuz these niggas lack entertainment
Please check my portfolio, cuz im running numbers
While these niggas chasing clout and steady caught up in slumber.

Jstwach, make it big and my haters increase
Make some room for all my opps because they facing defeat
Jstwach, make it big and my haters increase
My mission with new endeavors, energy on deplete
Jstwach
Yeah Jstwach
My nigga Jstwach
Yeah Jstwach

Back to discussion, ive been handling my issues
Stay up out the light and let them motherfuckers miss you
No tissues for this one, ive been handling my business
Like i got my MBA but i'm going to forensics
Psychology told me coping is the way we prevail
Tell me how you use this tactic to keep ya life in sail
That mean afloat, how you rowing ya boat
I've been using healthy practices with truths that i wrote, i mean write
It's past tense, i've been caught up in the memory
Working towards the future, i'm caught up on remembering
Yet and still, you can peep my future perfect
Is it worth it, all my trials seem to crowd up in occurrence
That means my plate is full, still hungrier than ever
And i'm searching for more sustenance, with which i take pleasure, however
I'm scraping just enough to pay my car note
Maybe millions for my momma lyrics in these bars wrote the prophecy the future
I feel it in my soul, see this music takes me somewhere where souls is rose gold in the theatre
Playing my sounds
With this prose i try my best to make deep and profound, but fuck it
I let it ride out, i got run flats
And you can peep i'm standing up so i can't have setbacks
In fact, im grinding you can call me the Clipse
But a one man show, i swear this journey a trip Jstwach

Taking time to write these wrongs
And i write these songs puddles filled with regret
Momma told me life's a mess
Split my wrist and find solace in death
Caught in dreams of lost success
Opportunites that's put to rest
Caught in paralysis, i take a breath

Written by:
Thaerin Generette

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