Siple - Feeling Like

Always in my notes cause I'm steady on the Grind
Tryna get it all together for I start to lose my Mind
Thats what happens when your thoughts have always been confined
Mind celled up, only things coming out are rhymes
All these bars you woulda though I committed some sort of crime
But I never crossed the line like a free throw
Talking hella shit but I'm already used it, cause we know
I'ma get out this hole and lead the way like zero
Pushing other people to try and be Incredible
Life's a bitch but no need to put her name on Pedestal
Keep on pushing
Life's a lesson
Keep progressing
Fuck attention
Ima keep on sneezing so I can continue getting blessings

Feeling like I got some shit to say (Shit to say)
Feeling like I need to get away (Get away)
Feeling like things gon start to change (Start to change)
Cause you know I'm speeding in my lane
Moving fast
On the gas
Looking back
Hating ass
Im just trying to prove a point
If you bright the light will never fade to black
So never sell your soul
Hit that screen, pick and roll
Pray to god cause I swear the devil close

Coming from the bottom I'm picking myself up like Depression
All these levels I be hitting you woulda thought its Inception
But it's jut all the progressions from my lessons of obsession
With the flow
Cause you never fucking know
Where I'm headed, place your bets I bet I bet it All to me
It won't happen over night but I'm riding on two just like victory
Couldn't get the reference cause you ain't there mentally
Wishing rap was what is used to be
When they judged crucially on the flow
Not gimmicks, face tats or any side show
Purely just the flow
If they did half these whack ass rappers would be obsolete
Smoking tree on the streets begging for a second chance on their knees

Feeling like I got some shit to say (Shit to say)
Feeling like I need to get away (Get away)
Feeling like things gon start to change (Start to change)
Cause you know I'm speeding in my lane
Moving fast
On the gas
Looking back
Hating ass
Im just trying to prove a point
If you bright the light will never fade to black
So never sell your soul
Hit that screen, pick and roll
Pray to god cause I swear the devil close

Written by:
Jonathan Velazquez

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