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I been lookin' for some inspiration

Searchin' got me feelin' some aggression

So tread with caution

'Cause we in session

It can get messy, there's no question

I picked up the pen and I started to write

Bars reached new heights, I was on a flight

I see the horizon, future's looking bright

Suns going down, so it's back to the studio

Look at the plaques on the wall, man, it's beautiful

Had to switch up, my old style wasn't suitable

Picked out new beats, write till I'm off my feet

Every record my writing only got more neat

Put pen to paper and turn up the heat

Getting this bread on the streets of Crete

Flow getting better and I don't need to cheat

3rd album goin' for the three peat

I was lost for a bit but now I'm back on track

Training my way to hit the clap

Your bitch came over and you know I tap that

Click my fingers once and go for the snap

Finish off the album, it's a wrap on the rap

Puttin' my city right back on the map

Like Reece James, when I perform, it sparks flames

Only in my 20s but at the top of my game

Lookin' at the others and puttin' them to shame

Never out there fuckin' with the lames

I got too much game for them to speak on my name

Don't come around and try to give me any blame

Can't say this has come as a surprise to me

I put in the work now their eyes on me

Goin' for the prize, they cut ties with me

I guess they just don't want the highs like me

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