Potent Flows Lyrics

I got poetry in motion still can't lose the focus

I know I cried a couple times

And my heart inna ocean

I wanna say a couple things

That's why my mouth is open

I say a thing it hit they ears

I gotta gift that's potent

I tell people certain things

They think I'm probably joking

I keep my spirit very far away from lotta rodents

Mmmh a lotta rodents yeah

They tried to meet me less than halfway

When I really had my door wide open

Then I leave em out to drown

And now its how I really got here

Make it to the point

And now they really probably soaking

Sealed they fate they wanna change the motion

And they wanted me to drown

Wasn't concerned about them damn emotions

I sailed the boat when I was in that ocean

I know some people that be hating

And they say that shit when they be joking

Passive aggression and that shit is hopeless

Yeah fr

Pint up aggression

Tryna channel the energy

Demon in ya ear that try to bring back a memory

Post to keep a image

Till they image exist to cease

Catch em inna lie

And then they body it start to freeze

Starting top to bottom

Getting tedious a through z

Argue in the 20s come to singing like ABC

Much anxiety now everybody be pushing p

Yeah

I gotta stay away from people

That try keep me average

And I'm alone and shit

I guess that's why they say I'm savage

I'm inna cut just like peroxide

When them bubbles happen

They ride a wave until it crash

And most the time they capping

You tryna move without a spark

But there's no plan of action

Niggas try to keep a image to feed satisfacton

They party on I stay alone to get the loudest laugh in

Yeah

Dark times tried to smile but it was very potent

Been alone and they all knew me

I was never open

Don't speak too much

Because I know I got my haters hoping

In the river where I floated

Really had me soaking

I pick it up from all the times

I almost lost the motion

Them demons sneaky with hella devotion

They tried to swing out with an axe

And then they failing with hella emotion

Starting drama with all the commotion

I picked the weight up like Muhammad

And they slippery like too much lotion

Bob and weaving ain't leaving em open

Then I sting em like a bee

And like a butterfly cuz I be floating

Getting high to stay into the focus

Shooting 30 deep from 30

But ain't inna paint like they Derozan

Behind the keys is how they be coping

And the media be spreading hella fear

To try and lose the focus

The devil passion is gotten em choking