Storyteller Lyrics

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I ain't never been the type to be a trendsetter

Why you calling me a rapper? I'm a storyteller

While I'm playing chess these rappers playing checkers (What)

I'm writing poems and these memos and these love letters

Told my past self to rest in peace, I'm a goal-setter

Niggas try to watch over me they think they know better

Life's been hella dry, Imma need some salt and pepper

And sweaters never been for me, I be rocking leather (Yuh)

I'm playing chess you playing checkers

I'm the ruler you don't measure

I'm the greater you the lesser

Of the species

I'm saying you don't faze me

I'm saying you don't reach me

I'm saying you don't feel me

But how could you

I'm way above you

It's not complex

I don't have a God complex

There's only one most high

Thank you for bringing me life

Thank you for giving me time

Just know I'm making it mine

Stories in the process

I got stories in the making (I got)

Stories in the process

I got stories in the making (I got)

I got stories in the process

I got stories in the making

I got stories that I'm writing

I got stories that been waiting

I got stories in the process

I got stories without logic

I got stories that are toxic

I got stories in the tropics

Stories in the process

I got stories in the making (I got)

Look

Lemme tell y'all how I first started making music

Quarantine, stuck in virtual classes

Sixteen, I was bored in the masses

Seventeen, I was mastering through practice

It was better than a google meet, learning jack shit

I'd rather write out poetry, and make a classic

I'd rather make a trilogy, like Jurassic

I'd rather go off to study computer graphics

I ain't never been the type to be a trendsetter

Why you calling me a rapper? I'm a storyteller

While I'm playing chess these rappers playing checkers (What)

I'm writing poems and these memos and these love letters

Told my past self to rest in peace, I'm a goal-setter

Niggas try to watch over me they think they know better

Life's been hella dry, Imma need some salt n' pepper

And sweaters never been for me, I be rocking leather (Yuh)

But it's nothing too expensive

Nothing too impressive

Why you think that I'm aggressive

I just keep the peace

Even when your tone's offensive

If it ever gets intensive

I just have to get defensive

I keep the peace unless provoked

I should let y'all niggas know

That I just need a reason

Just a single then it's treason

Had to let y'all niggas know

I'll switch up like the seasons

Stories in the process

I got stories in the making (I got)

I got stories in the process

I got stories in the making

I got stories that I'm writing

I got stories that been waiting

I got stories in the process

I got stories without logic

I got stories that are toxic

I got stories in the tropics (I got)

Stories in the process

I got stories in the making (I got)

Stories in the process

I got stories in the making (I got)

I ain't never been the type to be a trendsetter

Why you calling me a rapper? I'm a storyteller

While I'm playing chess these rappers playing checkers (What)

I'm writing poems and these memos and these love letters

Told my past self to rest in peace, I'm a goal-setter

Niggas try to watch over me they think they know better

Life's been hella dry, Imma need some salt n' pepper

And sweaters never been for me, I be rocking leather (Yuh)

(In Hebrews 12:11 it states)

("No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful")

("Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness")

("And peace for those who have been trained by it")