Erick Arc Elliott - Hills and Valleys lyrics

[Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliot] Pica**o to the pen it take time to craft a masterpiece Overheard my shows, my soul die beside my last release n***a, I juggle foot while on this mattress And never was your fabric only bust it for the practice When you hear me aggravated that was just my minds doing This my real life and I just wrote my rhymes to it Theres no brovado, shorty ride it like a slalom The white'll hit your nose as long as hoes are right beside him So I'll just k** the bottle, and every girls a model We all indulge in sin and still we referencing the bible They wanna see me swag, and I stay up on my grizz And it only felt like yesterday that we were only kids And I read the alchemist when I took my journey to a fantasy When I'm looking to the future, and the rumours want to slander me I mack it like I'm goldie, Flashin' like a rollie I know there's sweet potential but I'm doubted by my homies We just pray for god, rea**ure we could until we rest our eyelids But we stay in silence when you speak on revolution Got a shorty up on the ave that hike her skirt up if you word it right Murder to the virgin, Methods cooked up like its merlin Use my magic wana blunt -- several servants Represent to full soldier soviet Rappers watered down like the liquor when the soda mix Searching through my music they don't know who Flying Lotus is Feeling like a doctor when they ask what kind of growth is this? Manifested good, my intention was to be the best Even if it took forever and I took a million steps Cause I'm talking to whomever will take no offence I take a shot of something good to keep my soul cleansed, I never flinch I hope my paper spend, we could all just play pretend While I'm looking through these aviator lense [Hook: Buju Banton Sample] [Verse 2:Erick Arc Elliot] The gla** shovel tried to hit me like some bra** knuckles And fast levels tried to drink away my past trebles Sometimes I feel it all, sometimes I feel in awe, sometimes I feel I have nobody to feel at all And not a guilty soul, don't bother pity me But this a long shot, just like the kennedies The sniper scope the hype is so not him They told me to be Eric B. , but I'm no Rakim Find Divine in your own time, I seen the world from the eyes of a gold mine I often question why'd you make my mother go blind, I Hail Sala**ie tried to reconnect his soul with mine And I'll be lying if I never said I can't My ego still regal tell that n***a grow a pair (p**y) I swear I been american but where is it embarra**ing / the marriages and heritage / avoiding all the various questions they got me burying like Who is our leader? Who will not deceive us? You all scum thats why I drink this f**ing 40 litre, and I steam the reefer, 4 gs to keep up Women by my side just for when the liquor creep up Original never, I just steal from the best, to try to make me better My conscious is a k**a so I wear it like a sweater My aim is like Beretta (BOM) Shooting for the stars, trekking hard, looping odd Oh my God / Swore I'm not a rarity Heard they heard my beats now these n***as really scared of me Shorty cakes sera lease, spoon feed asperalie Money made her wet, knowledge made her more aware of me, my therapy [Outro: Buju Banton Sample]