Soliloquy Lyrics

I thought I smoked to help, but I need help with that too

The movie never ended, is you here for act two

Think you close to me, I ask you why, but lack proof

Sitting with the clouds, that's why I got this tattoo

Hella racks on me, I got hella blood on me

It ain't shit to cut a nigga off, the wound still open

I designed how I can patch it up, the stitches closed it

Bitch I feel like Basquiat, an Artist and a Poet

I'll never fold, way too close i'm near the goal

I know how to kick it, I won't ever sell my soul

I don't punch in, i beat the beat up like it stole something

Give me time to rest, I need to catch up from these shows

Encore i need applause

Ask my mom, I want it all

Thinking Margiela, they been keepin' Tabs on me since fall

Last year, I made a name

This year, I took it far

Next year, I'll be a star and I can't wait to watch it all

Galileo probably saw me shootin' through the skyline

I'm controlling both poles, akimbo

All tides

Watered down interactions, cause I'd rather stay inside

I don't care what happens with my time, at least I know it's mine

Write out all my issues clearly so I know to draw the line

You can see it in my eyes, I ain't got buttons, Coraline

You can't press me like I left, I stretched my hand like Jordan's sign Stress, think it got the best of me

Speak up like it's lying

I don't gotta pay for therapy, I listen to my rhymes

Prayin' that you check for me, prayin' that you check on me

Pray away the struggle, I just hustle to the death of me

I thought I smoked to help, but I need help with that too

The movie never ended, is you here for act two

Think you close to me, I ask you why, but lack proof

Sitting with the clouds, that's why I got this tattoo

Hella racks on me, I got hella blood on me

It ain't shit to cut a nigga off, the wound still open

I designed how I can patch it up, the stitches closed it

Bitch I feel like Basquiat, an Artist and a Poet

I'll never fold, way too close i'm near the goal

I know how to kick it, I won't ever sell my soul

I don't punch in, i beat the beat up like it stole something

Give me time to rest, I need to catch up from these shows