Taelor Gray - Coin Toss lyrics

[Intro] "I mean a lot of people just make music because they just want to do something that makes them successful, but in all of that a lot of times you lose why you do it, you lose the love for the art. So in doing something like this I want to make sure we capture that and do it for the love for the art, and the grace of God." [Verse] This is innovation sponsored soft spoken and songbirds Imagination, a closet hiding the monsters See what started from Adam and Eve Has now moved to Adam Levine and Avril Levine And I'm left desensitized at God's brilliance It's that conviction made The Winans write Millions Man I'm staring at forever type fulfillment Instead I made my Godfather Sicilian Stroll like Pacino in my Euro cut chinos Looking for my voice like Carson Daly and CeeLo That cityscape full of sinners and prophets (citizen profits) They rocking G-Shocks and them citizen watches They both know what time it is, grab a couple Heinekens Open conversation just depending on environment Lately feeling like I'm losing my edge When I find a new weakness and I try to keep it secret This is just like Noah drunk in his tent Samson with Delilah, Jonah slumped in his ship Moses smashing the rock in response to the crowds And David starving himself after the loss of his child I tell that story like a long-winded Purist Yet I'm still short of breath working on endurance Scriptural acumen, keeping it accurate They cutting corners, abbreviations and acronyms So they want that roof gone when they pulling up I'm tryna write the first rap that won a Pulitzer Hey let it resonate, add it to the resume Lay me down to sleep like my faith is not a guessing game I got my wrists up, shackles off I got my fists up, the verses by the catalog Life saved, Ha**lehoff And when it's over man I'd love to speak of Macklemore Or Benjamin Andre, Eminem, Nas, Jay and Common If I'm honest, yeah I do it for them commas Father, Son, and Spirit in between them If you listen to my music you should know what I believe in Yeah you heard both Jays on that We Made It remix Our music like a megaphone for Jesus And we take the conversation offline Yeah I know we beating dead horses, see the chalk lines Before you get the rocker, yo I'm off mine But I ain't got no power homie, call me Hawkeye Y'all ain't seen nothing Y'all just Borse with your Chanels And I've been chilling underground fresh up out the manhole Keep what you selling me Yeah I know the Word like Akeela at the spelling bee You speaking to [?] Yeah I want new body Yeah, that forever won (for everyone) one here's another one See Wes got me thinking bout art again Then Chris got me putting on my cardigan This cold man I'm rapping with my heart again This the really real striking fear in them charlatans This is Parliament, yeah we bow to the king No malice in this palace new brothers on the team Yeah you gon love it 'for you hate it We take it to the hills then it's back to the basement [Outro] And this is for the heads This is for the heads, heads Yall can keep yall's heads nodding x3 Yeah, yo we have to tail in But that train's still moving Yo you riding or you watching