I’ve been telling myself
To let me go 
Cause I’ve been 
Holding myself
Back 
Like 
Loop through hole 
Not (knot)
Dropping anything 
I’m kukooo 
Like flo 
Insurance is needed 
When my bars 
Are progressing 
I’m ought to grow
The amount I flow 
Fill up my hard drives 
I ought to show 
Like damn 
I’m about to blow 
Out this world 
Astronomical
Strings 
They pick
I pull 
Flings 
They suck
I go 
Things 
They fit 
I know 
This the type of shit 
I dreamt about 
I slowly see 
Things fit in place 
Each song I drop
It goes about 
The rest of y’all 
Stuck in a roundabout 
Straight confusion 
And filled with doubt 
never on the easy route 
Pocket full of schemes 
I’m never ever go dry out 
I be getting hyped off of one hit 
Number 9 
I just did that shit again 
Again and again 
Back to where it began 
Stuck in the room 
With my friends
Stuck in my mind 
With a dream and pen

A Dream & A Pen

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LYRICS:

[Verse 1]

I’m just tryna move on 
From all the cold shit 
That’s been going on 
I wish life was more kosher
I wish more people 
Were cultured 
Family love 
Give him a hug 
It won’t hurt ya dawg
And
Listen to the people 
On drugs
They got their 
Tails (Tales) 
Between their legs 
Probably cause 
Their momma hurt em 
Worse their daddy 
Coerced em
Late night 
forced himself 
In her
next morning 
Kissed her on
Her fore head
Said good morning 
Ate the breakfast 
Like he wasn’t horny 
Then kiss momma goodbye
Like nothing wrong 
Thinking I 
Needa leave this home 
Took a second
broke the cycle 
Now she feels lost 
And alone 
Where tf do I go 
It’s 2 am 
There’s fucking psychos
I Can’t take this no more 
I want my mind to blow 
Not feel this shit 
No more 
They say God is real 
But He ain’t 
I know 
I done prayed 
so much 
Another cut
Another blow 
To my heart 
Can I stitch this one up? 
I don’t know 
I’m tryna move forward 
Forget my past
My future 
I wanna know 
What’s gonna happen 
So I 

[Hook]

Put my hand to the sky 
Give it one more try 
Maybe he’ll
Listen this time (x2)
 
[Bridge]

I say 
Fuck the crying 
It’s time to shine 
I want to fly 
Higher this time (x2)

[Verse 2]

She gets a job 
Flipping burgers 
Wiping toilets 
Cleaning up shit 
Off the floor 
Ain’t nothing 
Like she seen 
Before
Whatever it’s cool 
She got an apartment 
And a man 
She ain’t never 
Felt this happy before
Working 2 jobs 
And 
Made sure 
She had 
food on the stove
Her man 
Was loving it all
Made love with 
Her and some other hoes 
Sleepless nights 
He ain’t picking up his phone 
Most nights 
He hasn’t been coming home 
To make it all worse
She couldn’t break it to him 
That they’re having a kid
Of their own 
It’s been a week 
Still no sign 
Of her baby coming home 
Blocked her on everything 
Momma was right
Fuck a wedding ring 
And 
Men do hurt the most 
I Can’t have my boy
be like him 
He gotta father his own 
Break the cycle 
Of shitty fathers
And I hope 
He don’t go out
Like his daddy did 
You know
Fuck it 
I’m glad he did 
He don’t deserve me 
But shit
I’m back in my reserves 
Heart broken 
Money depleting 
Looking for work 
The corner 
looking real nice 
But I got some hope 
So I 

[Hook]

Put my hand to the sky 
Give it one more try 
Maybe he’ll
Listen this time (x2)

[Bridge] 
 
I say 

Fuck the crying 
It’s time to shine 
I want to fly 
Higher this time (x2)

Written by: VirMusic
Produced by: Lucas Quinn 

Instagram: @virmusicc

Move On

LYRICS:

I wish money grew on trees
I wish pearls 
Grew on leaves 
I wish Farmers
Were relieved 
Ah man the things 
I’ve seen 
It Boils my blood 
Makes me want 
To fly out to the scene 
Like why tf y’all 
Running over bibis
With tractors 
1,2,3,
Seeing them so helpless
And it hit me 
No matter what we do 
India still gonna inflict 
The 
bullshit 
No matter who coming through 
Rihanna or Greta 
Now they’re theorists 
Let’s forget them 
Burning their posters 
In the streets 
Mann these people
woke up on the wrong side 
And
picked stupid 
and it shows 
Cuz y’all fighting 
For your food 
And I pray 
Y’all fix this shit 
today
Or it’ll blow 
Y’all had a plan 
But it didn’t go 
They way you wanted it to 
But now you got 
The biggest protest
Internet down 
Cuz the power 
Is what the people 
possess 
We making progress
Feed the farmers 
Cuz they feed yo mommas and cows
Quit cutting them motha fucking commas 
Have y’all ever heard about karma?

Production: Taran Beats
Written By: VirMusic