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Sylvan LaCue

Sylvan LaCue (born September 2, 1990), formerly known as QuESt, is an American rapper originating from Miami, Florida. He began his career in 2009 with several releases, including the critically acclaimed Searching Sylvan mixtape. In April 2016, he released his debut album, Far From Familiar, and in January 2018, he released his second album, Apologies in Advance. He previously signed to Chris Zarou's Visionary Music Group record label (2013–2014) before forming his own collective, WiseUp & Co. In 2016, he signed a distribution deal with INGrooves, his first as an independent artist. more »

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I've been a little agnostic
F*ck who be tryna come stop this
Popping a pilly and prospering
Following various doctrines
I just been living in darkness
Opposite side of the God sent
Tryna partake in the blossoms
But I've been sniffing the Gosling

Hey, since my homie caught the ghost, mama
Funnel flour to my nose, mama
I hate the feeling when it goes, mama
I wish I knew I wish I'd known, mama
My dopamine ain't worth my soul mama
My dopamine ain't worth my soul 

I might close my eyelids (aye)
What about a little bit of guidance (aye)
I might fry my sinus (aye)
Blind to what the sign is (what?)
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
I might close my eyelids (aye)
What about a little bit of guidance 
I might fry my sinus 
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
Hope I make a mill first

I've been a little agnostic
F*ck who be tryna come stop this
Popping a pilly and prospering
Following various doctrines
I just been living in darkness
Opposite side of the God sent
Tryna partake in the blossoms
But I've been sniffing the Gosling

Figure it, figure it out, boy
Thicker than all of my doubts, boy
Fornicate up on the couch, she
Show me whats under the blouse, boy
Bad bitch to keep bad things from penetrating my mind
But eventually I gotta face the gat I gotta face the barrel of my nine
I been tryna find a bit freedom but I can't seem to freeze my time
So I iced the watch and got chains to stop all the progress made up inside, aye

I might close my eyelids (aye)
What about a little bit of guidance (aye)
I might fry my sinus (aye)
Blind to what the sign is (what?)
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
I might close my eyelids (aye)
What about a little bit of guidance 
I might fry my sinus 
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first (make a mill first no)
Hope I make a mill first (make a mill first)

Sunrise open up shop I pray dear Lord art thou in heaven be
Good to a nigga like me, I talk my shit but look at my pedigree
Sometimes I feel like someone else should be here instead of me
How young nigga from the South side make it out in Beverly
Icebox where my pressure be (yeah)
Blessings came with no recipe (yeah)
Best friends became dead to me (yeah)
Sick of saying rest in peace (yeah, yeah)
I might close my eyelids (whoa)
Smoke this dope in silence 
I don't know much about guidance (whoa)
God said trust and I might provide it, damn
Way back trap phone vibin'
Nineteen when I graduated to a side kick
Chief so much fucked up my sinus
Indica but I might cop a hybrid, yeah
These days I'm inviting some hard truths and acceptance is harder to grasp
Some things just don't give me the same feeling
Can't explain it so don't even ask
Spend save, spend save, follow intuition don't put your heart on the dash
Know your worth, know your cost
Take care of self
Don't hide behind any mask

I might close my eyelids (yeah)
What about a little bit of guidance (aye)
I might fry my sinus (aye)
Blind to what the sign is (what?)
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
I might close my eyelids (aye)
What about a little bit of guidance 
I might fry my sinus 
Blind to what the sign is
Tell me what a thrill worth
Tell me what these kills worth
I might give away my soul
Hope I make a mill first
Hope I make a mill first

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