Lyrics

Early morning anxious
Thinking bout the day form the plan and then I'm skating
Time to make shit
Fix a pot of coffee then I'm off to capture payments
Etching in the pad heart rattled from the pain
I ain't let it stop me yet I'm stomping through the rains
Grip on conscious lately movements calculated
Sick of hearing industry ya product formulaic
Posture forming opulent
My prices on inflation
Reality I'm making
Stars bringing patience
Pressure growing blowing forming galaxy escape to
I cant thank the pen enough for helping map the placement
Diamond tip needle record scratching echo basement
Waters risen sailing
Messages like saline
Sick of sulking angry tryna mend behavior
My circle fading
I'm silent dazing
Been searching high and low
But imma make it yeah
Shit imma make it
Cause imma make it
Yeah
Hog nose bent at the scent of the grass blades
Sharpened to ascend slicing ankles to evoke change
Hog nose bent at the scent of the grass blades
Slicing ankles to evoke change
Slicing ankles to evoke change
Lost inside a rut
The patience is a must
I'm scrapping off the rust
The shadows keep encumbered
Weary of the brush
I'm laying dormant hushed
I met the rays of sun
So now its grace encompass
Sometimes I cant think of shit and turn to self destruction
Knowing all I really needs to listen to instruction
The universes loving bring peace and comfort
But I cant help but find myself on path of strife and slumber
Need to sit and humble
Listen to the thunder
Navi with the sunroof and tuck a couple hundred
Just living luscious its no discussion
Life of broken tiles now I'm sweeping up the crumbles
Yeah
And now I'm sweeping up the
And now I'm sweeping up the
Yeah
Yo
Hog nose bent at the scent of the grass blades
Sharpened to ascend slicing ankles to evoke change
Hog nose bent at the scent of the grass blades
Slicing ankles to evoke change
Yeah
Yo
Its Quail
Written by: Tyler Simon, William Ethan Kumke
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