Taelor Gray - FreshMent lyrics

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Taelor Gray - FreshMent lyrics

[Verse 1] Wes don't even know how much I needed this Hands get idle, then your motives get mischievous The soundscape is bland, then the motives turn to keeping up Then you self-destruct and it's burning out the [?] Then you starting from scratch Started with scratches then my ears been itching And I started to scratch, this a fiend to a pharmacist The magic of a flame from the arsonist's match Feel like a [?] artist Gilmore Tryna make these artists feel more And I never chart or Billboard it I ain't even going 'less my soul coming with me cause I don't wanna get it like I sold something in me then I ain't even get it till they stole something in me Then I'm coming to the Lord, like how I'm sposed to testify This the man in the mirror I don't recognize [Break 1] It's kind of like a back to the drawing board type of thing And you can use that as an entendre talking about The artist coming back the drawing board You know, maybe painting some colors, all of that Have fun with it [Verse 2] Wes don't even know how much I needed this I see Bobby Smurda but I know who's the greediest My homie little boy got stage 4 leukemia Sheesh, I can't see the road that's easiest So I'm back on the [?] Turning rhythm and rhyme to chapters of Hemingway No blemish, no spots, no wrinkles No rappers making mixtapes and [?] It's back the sacred and the holy Their green just might turn Gamora like Zoe And they just want rotation, like Kobe The follow through was torn but your followers are torn Cause they phony Yo this that IG cleanup Man man, I hope you got a prenup Cause this ain't gon' last, man I'm up Mount Vesuvius Hop skip the cumulus, watch for the Judases [Break 2] I know there can be a few questions out there like, you know What's all these songs and no album? Well I mean, that's what we could call a precursor You know what I'm saying? All I can say is look forward to the summer It's coming soon Yup [Outro] "The man don't bother nobody, and nobody don't bother the man, but you The man just tend to his own business. I love everybody! I even love you." "Hold your tongue, you don't have that much love!" "One day, you gon' be nice to me."