Transitioning Lyrics

Back at it

Lately, I've been feeling a bit cool and more hopeful

Look at myself like "you losing the old you"

Look at my health like "it's good that you've grown too"

For you I'm not me, I'm the dude that I show you

Gotta control or I'm losing the focus

I'm in transition, in music and soul too

I am a mixture of new and the old school

Showing my features, I'm moving like Cole moved

Two years ago (Huh, yeah)

If I lose myself, I'm not losing my flow

But that's Eminem, I'm not losing my dome

Only the bubble that puts me on hold

I'd rather lose beats than me losing the vocals

You gotta get what the universe shows you

Hungry? I go and do music, that's soul food

But this is homemade, I am unique, not whole foods

No, sir

People's perceptions, I snooze and don't notice 'em

I have a sneeze like "atchoo" and it's covid

No stain on the shirt like I'm using deodorant

Sleeping on me but you walk on your flippers

While I'm putting my shoes in the morning

Sleeping on me like you dead, well I'm used to the mourning

Get out of the circle, that loop is a warning

I'm serving you lessons

Come get it while the food is still warm bitch

Sometimes you stooping too low

Like when someone trynna scoop

When I'm up, don't you make me a fool cuz this dude ain't a cone

Chill all the way, bulletproof when I'm home

I don't spoof on the truth, sike, I do as I want

Who are you if not you, fuck the nuisance they on

What I'll do? What I think is just move as a Don

Still in school, but a senior, maturing some more

It's funny just how much change in some months

Way back in December, I'd never consider that I'd be in this one place

At least it's become great

Taking my time and I ain't feeling numb late

My dream will go one way, ain't no looking down

Like a bully in lunch break, ain't no backing out

Like a king, that's my mid-name, I go for the crown

I'm down, astound, got non' lacking out

Fuck it, I'm locking my skill

For now, let's have fun, let the problems still

I feel the change like an automobile

I think we just hit the lottery deal

Fuck all the labels, you ain't stopping me, chill

Don't fake with my new girl, an awe in itself

I'm fixing my problems I'd never know of 'em

I oughta go solve 'em, I'm honestly thrilled

Transition