Lync Lone - Rainy Daytrip

Illusions of wealth
Delusions of grandeur don't help
Lync smoke grams of loud in stealth
The pen felt by many, but best believe there were L's
Drop acid like coins down wishing wells
Pigeon tail pivot in the wind
The mission was to get the people up on the trend
Cement shoes always ten toes down, that's how you win
But cement shoes will also always sink in the end
Rent due
My cycle beneficial, yours menstrual
Been the coolest English professor, but ain't been to school
Sentimental grooves, I feel it where I feel the blues
Filling more feelings than metal on tooth
These meddling kids winning the medals peddling loops
I maintain greatness so the pain get loose, yeah
Who knew
Same name so on the same brainwave we cruise
I pay no mind to the pain, get high
Homie you could try ya own shit
And it's no point tryna hate on mine
Homie you could ride your own dick
I see the rules of this game
I see the inner motives when they possess fame
Might rain, smoke to the brain, yeah
But homie I ain't ever folding
Ha! You've been exposed
Pen explode, now this ink make my hands tinted gold
Ran the code in the computer hard drive
Couldn't open up the file, so you a liar
Fuck your writtens bro
Fuck em, fuck em, fuck em
These pussy rappers do it well
Do a spell, ask for world peace down the wishing well
Persimmon orange hoodie walking through the rain
Feed my brain with knowledge while beats bang through the pain
Lane change
I speed up as needed throughout the race
I change face as soon as I change pace
Never ending is this infamous race
I'll never finish last place muhfucka
I pay no mind to the pain, get high
Homie you could try ya own shit
And it's no point tryna hate on mine
Homie you could ride your own dick
I see the rules of this game
I see the inner motives when they possess fame
Might rain, smoke to the brain, yeah
But homie I ain't ever folding

Written by:
Lync Lone

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