Griffiti - Fox River

Damn man
It's been too long man
Gotta get myself out of this funk dawg
Man sometimes I just feel like
It could happen overnight
Fight like I'm Mike throw a right at 'em
Jot it down
Lot of rounds for that cap and gown
John Lockin all the hatches but they battened down
Feeling lost like I don't know Jack
Incredible cold flow like a Frozone mask
Make a plan gotta navigate the worst
Breaking out first bitch I'm on my Wentworth shit
Can't tell me what I ain't
Take it to the bank
Gotta have a little faith
Lincoln pass by while I glide in the crosswalk
Burrowing inside tryna find where the cops are
Gotta stay on the run
Maybe take it down to Panama stay in the sun
Have a feeling I ain't ready for a scuba shop
But the plan working steady
Getting you to watch
Don't want to chase my own tail
Call me Theodore cuz you know I chase that bag well
Big baller I could sell it
You is just pretending in a cell Brad Bellick
But I been so inconsiderate
Pushing finish lines tryna find what the mission is
Fitting in but I gotta stand out
Wanna run the ball but I run my damn mouth too much
Better pack a good lunch
Pacquiao, Takeo, pack a good punch for once
Self reflecting with a shiver
Tryna escape my brain is my Fox River
Man
I guess I'm getting there
Making strides one day at a time I guess
Man sometimes I just feel like
I'm bout to flip the light switch
Started in the dark gotta find the brightness
Nose to the grindstone time for night shift
Wayward Gordon Hayward a slight miss
Type this shit in all caps cuz I'm bending over backwards
Had worse days replaying all my last words
Second guessing should've said it
Open up for questions but I know I'm gon' regret it now
Inner circle said to settle down
Smoking purple tryna Hyde from the Jekyll now
Complete my campaign for the record
Gotta bust my ass so the flag I get is checkered
Man you know sometimes I just feel like
Saying fuck it I ain't waiting for the beat to come in
Flow dirty so certainly I give it a rinse
What you fuckers doing to me
You will get to losing you should call me John Abruzzi
I be doing me T-Bo Groovie Smoothie
The life I'm living now written down for a movie
But I been so inconsiderate
Pushing finish lines tryna find what the mission is
Fitting in but I gotta stand out
Wanna run the ball but I run my damn mouth too much
Better pack a good lunch
Pacquiao, Takeo, pack a good punch for once
Self reflecting with a shiver
Tryna escape my brain is my Fox River

Written by:
Griffin Grady

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