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Jeremy Flick, D Flight
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I been nonstop like the road runner While I should be on the ground doing toe touches I been using "I" too much And I try too much, I'm a guy with a whole lotta Things I just wanna get off my chest And I hope you can relate so that we can be friends But that's a whole different thing I been struggling with Hold up, hold up, where do I begin? I been feeling pressure from everybody around me Over-accommodating I don't know how to set boundaries I been hypocritical saying I'm never cynical But since I was a little one I made it all about me How do I live up to my high standards? Twenty-six years still don't got an answer We feel like it's out of our hands Take the reins bro, you are not a bystander We all living in the sin but don't give in to sin We try and blame ignorance Why am I so tied to deliverance Cuz innocence comes with some benefits Yo But then I get ahead of myself There's a lot of different things that I could say to myself I wait on myself, I sit there debate with myself And I think to myself, that it's all about the story you tell If you look in my direction I might take it personally If you don't know my intention I expect you to be sorry And the point of my reflection is I'm not a perfect person And I got a lot to work on but at least I'm being honest I used to be the guy you all admired Now my pride is fed by all the liars It's like winning the MVP award But only finding out once your retired Dude, I can be a critical wretch it's not you Welcome to my beautiful mess it's not cute Could it be it's hard to exist on my own Could I be a little depressed, I don't know I might get a little upset I'm not you I can be a little obsessed it's not cute I forget it's hard to exist on my own I just keep on doing my best 'til I'm home Everybody wanna ride the wave now, I'm on the verge of a break down Bring a shovel to the site lemme break ground How I always get accused of a fake sound Just cuz I ain't talking filling bodies up with eight rounds Layin' face down in the gutter I would rather show you how to elevate the summit through the airwaves Gotta catch a breath, like I'm climbing up a stairway See how I made the kick, and the snare wait Let me off of this carousel Throw a hundred dollars out the door ya know I share the wealth Never parallel in my lane with the steering wheel Swervin' in and out of traffic 'cuz the Bluetooth on my phone ain't pairing well to the radio Everybody ante up, never faded from a cup Throwing for a lot of yards, Tom Brady with the clutch Then retire when I'm thirty like my last name Luck Feel the pressure while I'm pressing to the precipice dog My pessimist thoughts, are messing everybody applauds Think I'm doing what I love ain't got a clue what it costs Cuz I compare it more to swimming in a river with jaws They think I'm dripping wit sauce, I'm really living with monsters I created in my cranium it's getting exhausting Cuz I'm thirty miles deep inside a tunnel I'm lost in They don't see it on the surface but I know that I've lost it Dude, I can be a critical wretch it's not you Welcome to my beautiful mess it's not cute I forget it's hard to exist on my own Could I be a little depressed, I don't know I might get a little upset I'm not you I can be a little obsessed it's not cute I forget it's hard to exist on my own I just keep on doing my best 'til I'm home You probably know that I'm addicted to subliminal brands If you didn't you might catch me with a drink in my hand I been thinking to myself that I don't think for myself But I just saw the new commercial with the bottles and cans And I gotta go and get it like supply and demand They got me sold while I'm scrolling now I'm buying the brand It's coming down to the wire my attire is next They got me playing both sides but its a mild offense I'm independent wanna get offended But then I get in a mental when I'm working a flow on a instrumental And I say to myself that I always been in such a rhythm So why do I feel I'm hitting a wall in my lyrics There's a call in my spirit to release the tension Every time I want peace there's a beast that's present Gotta show 'em who's boss, not me, surrender Giving up my own pride to the King ascended Dude, I can be a critical wretch it's not you Welcome to my beautiful mess it's not cute I forget it's hard to exist on my own Could I be a little depressed, I don't know I might get a little upset I'm not you I can be a little obsessed it's not cute I forget it's hard to exist on my own I just keep on doing my best 'til I'm home
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