Songwriting

Spectator View

Its like maintaining in deep water
I’m building a ship that’s gonna take me over yonder
While you sit back and say I’m selling a dream
Hell yeah, I’m celling
And its coming together nicely
I’m glad I met you, you was a mirror
Not a dog tryna bite me
When you hear this song, you’ll prolly like it just to spite me

I don’t know if you know
But its a whole world inside of you
Create as you go
Keep up your mood, its verisimilitude
When you see me doing my thang, don’t get no attitude
What I know ain’t a secret, it just works too
Yeah, you might laugh at my mishaps in your spectator view
To bloom to the top, its some dirt to get through

A calm temperament is a superpower
You prolly don’t know no better
So I won’t run-up with the horsepower
I’m blessed
Its 11:11 in an hour
Angels surround me
NAACP see me like Hightower
The doubt of others don’t stop me, it help the willpower

I don’t know if you know
But its a whole world inside of you
Create as you go
Keep up your mood, its verisimilitude
When you see me doing my thang, don’t get no attitude
What I know ain’t a secret, it just works too
Yeah, you might laugh at my mishaps in your spectator view
To bloom to the top, its some dirt to get through

When there’s a strong will
A way gone be made
I’m grateful for what I have
So thankful for my past
I can feel it
Success is within grasp
I’ll stay prayed up
Divine spirit come draft

I don’t know if you know
But its a whole world inside of you
Create as you go
Keep up your mood, its verisimilitude
When you see me doing my thang, don’t get no attitude
What I know ain’t a secret, it just works too
Yeah, you might laugh at my mishaps in your spectator view
To bloom to the top, its some dirt to get through

I don’t know if you know
But its a whole world inside of you
Create as you go
Keep up your mood, its verisimilitude
When you see me doing my thang, don’t get no attitude
What I know ain’t a secret, it just works too
Yeah, you might laugh at my mishaps in your spectator view
To bloom to the top, its some dirt to get through

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Songwriting

Level One

(Level one, level up)
(Level one, that’s enough)

The imagination is a big one, so active, wont get rid of
And I wanna keep churning, keep earning
Sure, it gets perilous out here, and I-
I can feel on the edge of an alligator pear, if I’m tied up in fear
But with an honest shift in view-point
I can be a reptile or a zillionaire
That’s why the all me
I’m gonna do my take care

Gotta get my mind right, and keep it that way
Not literally, but center it, okay
Its some seesaws out here, and they tests
So I won’t trip, wont wobble, and I won’t stress

Saw this dude in the store the other day
Shorts on, du-rag, he was from ’round the way
Went to the counter, asked for white owl cigarillos
Cashier handed him a cherry BLK
Was he listening, or afraid of what could be pocketed today
I don’t know, I peeped game, played it cool
“Hey sir, how are you?”
Looked back, and saw ol’ dude fuming away

Some don’t know how to talk, or act
They just know how to hit you with that level 1 energy
Its all up to you, how you gone respond
Don’t overreact, life force is not dispensary

Gotta getcha mind right, and keep it that way
Not literally, but center it, okay
Its some seesaws out here, and they tests
So don’t trip, don’t wobble, and don’t stress

Sometimes the tests are labeled as such
And sometimes they’re not
It can get tricky, but try not to hold a grudge
I’m talking to myself, ’cause I can misjudge
That’s how fast it goes, but I don’t want it like sludge
Do something else for a time
And its passed over in a rush

Some don’t know how to talk, or act
They just know how to hit you with that level 1 energy
Its all up to you, how you gone respond
Don’t overreact, life force is not dispensary

Gotta getcha mind right, and keep it that way
Not literally, but center it, okay
Its some seesaws out here, and they tests
So don’t trip, don’t wobble, and don’t stress

Gotta getcha mind right, and keep it that way
Not literally, but center it, okay
Its some seesaws out here, and they tests
So don’t trip, don’t wobble, and don’t stress

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Songwriting

Nowhere to Hide

I think I need a planet, nah
Gimme a island
All these fine ass dudes around
They looking good, yo
(I might) I might try’em

Does he want me out these shorts
Think he want this chocolate for course
If I get off my path
Will he expect me to be his pet, no more
Happy all the time
Running up to the door
(No more)

Is this like real
Is this lust right
Will it be dis-traction
Or will it be alright

Is this lust real
Is this like right
Will it be dis-traction
Or will it be just fine

No more running from myself
My inner
That’s stereotype
I wanna try you so bad
There’s nowhere to hide

Tall
Short
Buff
Sport
Its only for the moment
You don’t have to get my door

But if you do
Imma ride it hardcore
May even talk about keeping you
Imma artist
So I’m prolly thinking ’bout way more

Is this like real
Is this lust right
Will it be dis-traction
Or will it be alright

Is this lust real
Is this like right
Will it be dis-traction
Or will it be just fine

No more running from myself
My inner
That’s stereotype
I wanna try you so bad
There’s nowhere to hide

Hurry sundown
McBride and The Ride
The vibes are speaking out loud
And he keep on walking by
I see his chest out
If he don’t make his move
Consider it sacred ground

Is this like real
Is this lust right
Will it be dis-traction
Or will it be alright

Is this lust real
Is this like right
Will it be dis-traction
Or will it be divine

No more running from myself
My inner
That’s stereotype
I wanna try you so bad
There’s nowhere to hide
Does he want me out these shorts
Think he want this chocolate, of course
If this take me off my path
I’m Michael B. Jordan without remorse

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Songwriting

Don’t Hate

Where I come from
Hood was around, city close too
Cops killed a black guy outside my window
Drug deals, domestic violence in close view
Mama worked hard
So we didn’t have to worry ’bout 1 or 2
Future on fleek
Just do what I’m sposed to do
The will’s gotta be put to its best use

Its not about hate-
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth
Its not about hate-
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth

How could God let this happen
How could He let a world like this exist
What am I to do, ignore it and dismiss
Aw-naw, become a power part
Help evolution
Don’t judge and get swallowed
Be a witness
When I have mine
They gone be proud of the bidness

Its not about hate-
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth
Its not about hate-
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth

Yeah, that’s right (don’t hate)

It ain’t about where you live
It’s about how you live
A clean home is a clean dome
Ride it out
Never feel alone
We, the human race, and we moving along

Its not about hate-
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth
Its not about hate-
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth

Yeah, that’s right (don’t hate)

Its not about hate-
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth
Its not about hate-
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth
Its about g’rowth

Yeah, that’s right (don’t hate)

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