| I can feel the waves when the tide rise |
| Starin' at the sun on the west side |
| Going up I let 'em see my best side |
| I’m rolling up some weed and watching time fly |
| It ain’t ever been enough for me |
| It was just us, we ain’t need the company |
| I don’t trust much, I ain’t moving comfortably |
| I’m only with my confidants, that’s enough for me |
| I get high to balance all the lows now |
| Manifest it all, I’m feeling profound |
| Trying to bloom like a lotus, tryna grow out |
| Nothing’s overnight, I took the long route |
| It’s a process |
| I’m jumping over hurdles, dodging all the nonsense |
| 1991 they made a monster, I’m a problem |
| You gone need an army if you thinking you can stop this |
| I been locked in, I been locked in |
| They gone really try to tell me everything I can’t be |
| Charge it to the game, I gotta treat it like a bank fee |
| Now I know I got it, when I started I was anxious |
| Lost in the deep, I brought it back to the mainland |
| I can feel the waves when the tide rise |
| Starin' at the sun on the west side |
| Going up I let 'em see my best side |
| I’m rolling up some weed and watching time fly |
| It ain’t ever been enough for me |
| It was just us, we ain’t need the company |
| I don’t trust much, I ain’t moving comfortably |
| I’m only with my confidants, that’s enough for me |
| These mothafuckas criticize, they just giving out opinions now |
| I stuck to the plan, I swear I got it all figured out |
| I know I chose a different route, I know my lane, I stay on mine |
| This shit like a state of mind, my God |
| Feeling different, feeling distant |
| I can’t connect with what I see |
| Tunnel vision, no limits |
| On what I feel that I can be |
| My vision, precision |
| I’m dotting my «I's» and crossing my «T's» |
| Running in place that’s not for me |
| Gotta keep it going till I leave |
| Only concerned with what I need |
| Putting my heart in the art I give |
| Prototypical that’s never me |
| I get lost in the breeze |
| Aim for the top that’s a reach |
| I was just tryna live free, please |
| I can feel the waves when the tide rise |
| Starin' at the sun on the west side |
| Going up I let 'em see my best side |
| I’m rolling up some weed and watching time fly |
| It ain’t ever been enough for me |
| It was just us, we ain’t need the company |
| I don’t trust much, I ain’t moving comfortably |
| I’m only with my confidants, that’s enough for me |