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Ambitions, Fake Love, & Composure (Freestyle)

by bleary

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All my songs start as a freestyle but this is just one verse that wasn't accompanied by anything great so I just left it alone and put it out.
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Will I soar through the roof will I fall right through the floor?
Will I grow with my dudes or will I bruise upon my foes?
Will I be the fuckin’ new kid bringin’ all the show,
Bitches lookin’ at hittin’ that, tryin’a take my soul? See my nose need plenty of that water and the snow. Gimme that, gimme fifty racks just so I can blow. Gimme time gimme mini gats just so I can hold to ambitions, fake love, and some composure

Now let me bulldoze a whole scene I don’t know; do it sippin’ whiskey and smokin’ up all the doja. All that gold is foolish son, ask of those who knowin’.
Everybody been there either left that life or rollin’ in their gravey grave so just forget.
Slowly slowly is the way to win.
Praise me, praise me, hate me for this shit,
But ain’t nothin I can do to change the way it hit ya.
Baby take a picture, save it till your dentures hang up out your lip. Compare this shit to scripture.
We can’t reach the heights long as we sit
and dwell on dreams and how our friends have stabbed us in the nipples.
Incidentals pay em and get lit, dude.
Instrumentals play em and bent too.
Never trip and never will you slip dude;
Focus on the kick of doin what you meant to.

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released August 4, 2021
lucid soundz on the beat

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