L.O. - Untit1ed lyrics

OK, 1-7, higher than the heavens Lookin' to the sky tryna find a couple blessins' Put away the stressin' one life, know that it goes quick So I stick to the mic, give a flick to the light There's never a right, there's no wrongs Just the path you choose to move your life along With a little bit of faith and a straight face I know I've got what it takes to be the next great So I'm flippin' through the pages tryna find a bit of serene peace Keep on the grind, even dreamin' through my deep sleep And even if I keep bleedin' though the paper I know I'm on the brink with the ink for something greater Never a fake, yeah, my flow's so flavorful Amazing though, Catch me when I'm spacing bro I'm so gone, mind trapped in a gravity bong Snap back like the cap to reality zoned All alone, with the world on my back, it's like that Tryna breathe through a crack In fact, I'm on attack mode Runnin' over haters on the back rode Buzzin' like luke on my last hope And if you didn't know I'm tryna pick up the bread, spread the audio Create a flawless flow, chill cold like them New York winters Ish so ill it's gon' give you the shivers With my deliver better know I'm eatin' up the whole world for dinner And the beat is my dessert, tryna convert me when they flirt Nah, I got enough on my mind Feelin' pretty lost, like I got something to find Tryna create a way to put my own thoughts on the lines Undefined if you ask me Something like ripples on a gla** sea Take a glance at me in my cla** seat And you'll know, it's the kid with mad flow that'll blow you away Screaming "f** the world" like he got something to say Walk my own damn path through the gra** everday A little pay and some weed Yeah, a pen and a beat Escalator to the top, just to watch, f** the greed Proceed to be myself, I'd be lying if I wasn't Go to war for my thoughts with a pencil and a musket No, you can't touch it, I'm on another level Hear me slappin' through the ba**, and bangin' through the treble Some think that I'm a rebel, eyes redder than the devil And I'm going down this path, better pedal to the metal Incredible, this high's got its grip While you're rollin' up the spliffs Getting lifted to a bliss, risk it all Never fall, Never tumble I'm bettin' I won't stumble I'm bettin' I won't fumble when you hand me the ball Drop words not bombs, what I'm screamin' to ya'll Now there's walls in my path, and I'm sittin' in my cla** With my eyes towards the gla**, you know I will ever-last to the last of me It's high life through the mic, spit cla**ically