My car barely drive these days
Card barely swipe these days
But my heart feeling light these days
Yeah I'm alright these days
No I'mma write these days
Into a album bout my life these days
Plucked a petal
Placed in on a pedestal
Ooh
Other people act petty pretending they credible
Stack plenty but they like creativity
Track empty of a voice just noise over the latest beats
Wait and see they looking for a vacancy
Act like the last man
Feeling bitter but the taste is sweet
I guess that I just let it go
Surround myself with meadows that I nurture and let 'em grow
Boy my garden looking so clean
I just chose to sew seeds
That could hold their own against the cold and weeds
Thoughts like water to the roots to feed
You could help me out yet you choose to sleep
A dozen of the roses
Call that mosaic
Keep your rosé
This a bouquet bitch
Okay it's
The underrated
Over-hated
Got me overheated
Cause my written statements turn into affidavits
Seems like everybody tryna stop my shine
You ain't ever gonna cop what's mine
All I ever wanted was to give thoughts life
Step aside youngin' cause you blocking my light