Outta Bounds

E-V enough of making beats, I’m back to spitting

If my backs against the wall, I call it back to living

I’m here to tell the weather, Getting back to giving

Dropping gems from the treasure Selling packages with ribbons

No chilling in this bitch till I own the building

If it’s lonely at the top, I need that lonely feeling

Getting older learning that we’re only children

Growing up but under no condition no ceiling

What the fuck, they really told the skies the limit

So many various ways to get paid and stay driven

Didn’t make the weigh in, never straying from my vision

Might deviate from path if I’m playing with the rhythm

I’m in position, It’s time for y’all to gather round

I used to make the best of any record that I had around

And still do, I run it through a filter, add a sound

They judge me if I color out the lines, I’m out of bounds

I started singing when I started writing melodies or frightening

I seen the thunder, wait, I heard the thunder and I seen the lightning

If it’s beef I ain’t known for hiding

If I hate it ain’t no shade, but I’ve been known for sliding

To be determined then inspired, I’m a rider

Platinum off of mileage. I’m a frequent flyer

People fall when there’s nothing left to be desired

To be continued burning weed right to feed the fire

It’s the ones who say their truth but end up being liars

This is brought to you by beats that keep my interest higher

I’m in the cut, It ain’t hard for me to keep it quiet

Across the board the money that we made to be divided

Up the middle I’m from a place to live and die in

Where everybody trying to make it but nobody trying there

Well then I guess I said it best

I’m still going, still grateful, and I’m blessed.