[Circa]
Realize my beloved, don't worry for me
Don't shed a tear for me, always been here for me
?? my love don't bow your head for me
Promise you'll smile for me, don't you cry for me
[Nino]
I'm all in my zone , carving my own
Lane, f** y'all, I'll stay guarded alone
I say what I, wanna, i don't starve for ya fraudulent throne
Martyr- like, Martin, Malcolm, carved inside a artist, writing
With his 3rd eye wide, open, the chosen, wait, pardon my tone
f** u leeches, cheaters, heedless, heathens, sneaking
Creeping, seeking
Reaching to keep us
SPEECHLESS
Keeping dreamers
& genius seekers sheepish
I peeped ya secrets, see ya
Scripts, and read between this
Now I don't know what you think here
But it's been clear, near this air
Let's switch gears, where perception vs reality
Meets, the weak, & i don't fit there
So don't sit there, like i'm battling with defeat
When all I need's a kick & snare, to get this out of me in a breeze
Feel the wind near
You can binge through my mental
& see greatness next to, failure, let's choose
I pick what's meants to
Be
I'm quick to bend rules
f** your view, do what u do, think whatever and doubt me
Just move along, you'll be good, don't worry about me
[Circa]
And I'll walk once again, to see your face again
And i'll hear every word you have to say
You know these walls, they may fall down
But I still hold onto you
At heights higher than you'd imagine me to
[Nino]
Yeh, yeh, don't worry, don't worry
Where the world's closed, off
The girls call, ignored ...
There's no alarm, and you're involved with nothing
But your own cause
The streets keep talking, u can't... hear em at all, nah
Why u up in my sh** like we share some rapport
sh** let me breathe, ah, please, let me be
I'm doing me, now u do you, as u can see i choose my moves
What you should be's, what u could do
I grew to leave, the students room
And now they think, my screws is loose
It's cause i'm thinking, too abstruse
Now i don't know what u see here
But let's be clear, I been prepared
Feeling despair, by my deep fears
I ain't retreat, I just reached deep, and I peaked here
And I showed grit, when they sold me
A pipe dream, when at 19 my sister-in-law
OD'd
When no one liked me, & I was lonely
When that hoe left cause she liked bling
And broke me, couldn't buy things
When my homey stabbed my back, while ... twisting the knife slowly
But the wounds healed now I'm fine, & I'll be fine now
And I'll grind out, and I climb out, whatever I gotta climb out, goodbye
[Circa]
Then maybe again we would reply
As we've done a thousand times before
Don't turn your back on me
And smile as you walk out the door
Then maybe again we would reply
As we've done a thousand times before
Don't turn your back on me
Or smile as you walk out the door
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no