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[Verse 1]
I’m swimming in my thoughts like is there a ten in here
Giving credit where it’s needed, props to my engineer
Searching for a label, got big dreams of getting signed
Me minus the push, the difference is the work grind
With a stroke of luck, maybe I could live my dreams
Not the worst but not the best, feel like I’m stuck in between
Feel like I’m tangled in chaos and I don’t even see a light
I’ll keep pushing and shoving, that’s why all I do is write
A little sprite, who’s iller with the ink than a sick squid
I got a solid flow, but so smooth it resembles liquid
Spit this, kick flips, me and the mic just Spark
Writing day and night, I’ll freestyle like a shark, hark
Yeah, I think I heard ’em calling Collin
Pacing it I’m never rushing, but I’m also never stalling
I was a flakey kid, nothing would ever stick
But as soon as I started writing I felt that musical click
[Verse 2]
Look as I’ve said, I got big goals to be an emcee
But I know these things take time, so for now I’m doing me
Rock like a six string, doesn’t matter that I’m little
I’ll still make it big, for now I’m stuck in the middle
Teach telling me take notes, but my head’s in the clouds
They don’t know that I hit notes and I just wanna rock crowds
You see me write, you’d be shocked to know I’m sixteen
The sharpest in my cipher on a sword level keen
Fresh, unique, and clever? I’m all of the above
No one seems to understand that music’s what I love
On a clover swag, I’m getting lucky every weekend
Sike, I’m just hitting snooze; can’t stop me from dreaming
Was never really a flirt, had a stomach filled with butterflies
I never understood why I should be like the other guys
Otherwise, I’m gonna keep on playing my talents
Gimme wings I’m flying, catch me writing with my talons
[Verse 3]
Drop a couple tracks I need to work on my cash flow
And I kinda like this one girl but she’s a little bit bashful
Forget that yo, it’s ok to be yourself
I spit the illest verse you heard without affecting my health
You should take a listen, they say that I got skills
I’m cutting everything I’m given my flow’s sharper than drills
And I’m not about to say that I deserve a deal
I’m just killing it from Diehl, know KevBeats are just really real
I’m hanging with my trees, these others rappers fruitless
You can try to bite my style, but I tell you it’s useless
This year is gonna suck, wanna skip 11th grade
Music over class, get flow like a cascade
Shade life in a hammock hit a beach and just get lifted
I turned my life around, yea I practically drifted
One day my life will change, I’m the topic of discussion
What I’m saying is metaphors and symbols, I’m a talking percussion
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