Somewhere in the Midwest (feat. Chris Mack, Sparrxw, Alvin the Architect, circuit writers, Rome Herbert & King Asa)

Yeah, Set Apart Been making moves Stay making plays God at the point Stay making ways We taking flight just like Dwade Somewhere in the Midwest Feeling brand new, fresh fade Can't look back 'cause we in them days Where are you at? Way outta the way Somewhere in the Midwest Seven-six-five and I live sorta east side Got the fam so I lean on the King's mind Found a path like I roll in a Nissan Automatically come in the clutch Nuts with the flow and I prefer pecans Try to humble my flesh so I resign I don't sit at the table I recline I don't think that I do it enough My life is lively Cause I keep the spirit inside me Would you kindly open up to the one who's arriving He's the one I'm deriving from Mama, daddy look what I've become I grew up knowing to not be impressed By the things that I'm doing that come from the flesh But it's hard when your flow is Midwest I'm coo on her homie 'cause a soul knotted up I wonder should I not like should I double up A lion if I fight and grace from the dove Sparrxw got wings too flier than the plug Seek when I knock beat the door like a drum 66 books on my hip let em hum A name may fade but wait till I'm done Like who's making noise Homie that's us Look, we in the building Representing the kids overseas Representing the King above kings Representing cause He oversees Everything from the moon to the sea Keep it movin' I'm savin' His seat He my cover from my head to feet He on the throne so we can't be defeated, defeated Been making moves Stay making plays God at the point Stay making ways We taking flight just like Dwade Somewhere in the Midwest Feeling brand new, fresh fade Can't look back 'cause we in them days Where are you at? Way outta the way Somewhere in the Midwest Flow so nasty Running on the beat like a track meet Never getting past me Bass bumps like its acne Midwest in the game bunch of lyrical athletes All you gotta do is ask please One God one King all up on same axis Flying high like a trapeze Last time from the kid, in the pod like a snap peas Flow never mid but it came from the west Side of the nap been the place that I rest Brightwood kept me light when I stayed with my Gram Couple doors down though they stayed with a gram That's just Indiana Proper grammar Broken manners Handling their business When it's Hoosiers Buncha hoopers Known for jumpin to conclusions without any witness That's implicit bias Hidden systems buy us dividends and keep divided income Redlining and the gentrifying and the sundown towns but Jesus risen Seek the wisdom Teeth but grinning But every smile just a little crooked Behind the niceness and the proselytizing Gotta fight to see the ones we over looking Been making moves Stay making plays God at the point Stay making ways We taking flight just like Dwade Somewhere in the Midwest Feeling brand new, fresh fade Can't look back 'cause we in them days Where are you at? Way outta the way Somewhere in the Midwest Whole team rollin up like armadillos If you want the smoke we got the cigarillos Midwest but we coastin I get on the beat and it sounds like I'm temperamental Sleepin on us this ain't Tempur-Pedic Still driven like I took the scenic Funny lookin but I'm not comedic Covered by the blood I'm not anemic Stay on 10 like all of my toes Holy Ghost fire got ya boy on go King A in da building you know that I'm chosen Feeling like Moses my wave like the ocean I live what I talk i don't just quote it The price of my life Christ wrote me a quota I said that I'm ready He told me to hold up You ready to die? Fight like a soldier? Full armor on equip me with faith In front of the masses ain't fearing they face Used to be lost made some mistakes He washed it away now I'm standing on grace Satan tryna kill me wanna see me dead Praise make em mad so I dance on his head Ain't scared of no demons my foot on they neck You know the plug I know the connect Gang Been making moves Stay making plays God at the point Stay making ways We taking flight just like Dwade Somewhere in the Midwest Feeling brand new, fresh fade Can't look back 'cause we in them days Where are you at? Way outta the way Somewhere in the Midwest