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Gary Soulz - Affirmations lyrics

Artist: Gary Soulz

album: Farewell


I'm going for the life that I see for myself harder than ever
No need to wish me luck on all my endeavors
CPR to every single one of your hearts I'm applying the pressure
A pirate's scope got my eye on the treasure
Word to Myers Briggs I'm a visionary
And all I see is private flight itineraries and multiple dignitaries
Affluent verbiage look it up in the dictionary
I'll dumb it down for you niggas
I see myself getting fetti
I won't ever settle for anything below my standards
My mind's my brush and my life's my canvas
I use white to represent the flashing light like cameras
Cuz my life's bright like the stars you look up to the sky for answers
I gotta high advantage
Cuz God is with me through the purpose that I live for
The difference is I'm here to give you niggas here to get more
As long as I think higher nothing can fight me down
Speaking the future right into the now
Affirmations nigga
Believe
That everything I want right now is coming for me
But is everything I'm searching for really what it seems
Ohhhhhhh Ahhhhh
Pray I don't lose myself
Talking bout
1o'clock, 2o'clock, 3o'clock, 4
Which one of my dreams
Knocking at my front door
I say
1o'clock, 2o'clock, 3o'clock, 4
Which one of my dreams
Knocking at my front door
I say
1o'clock, 2o'clock, 3o'clock, 4
Which one of my dreams
Knocking at my front door
I say
1o'clock, 2o'clock, 3o'clock, 4
Which one of my dreams
Knocking at my front door
I only have Stack to blow but fuck it I'll cop a flight to Miami
Tired of this Boston cold I need heat around me
I gotta get away cuz besides my crew only a few understand me
Most thinking local, while I only think Grammies
I'ma lease the Bimm on Turo cuz you know I can't afford that whip
But find me out on Collins driving like I own that bitch
I don't have it but I feel it I know I'm on that brink
On Ocean Drive like I own that Strip
I'm always tryna a make a blessing out of every lesson
Sippin' on this bottle just to stop my mind from stressin'
I gotta a couple hundred left with me should I invest it
Nah I wanna ball I'll spend the rest of it in Club e11even
Bad decisions but the urge to have it now got me blinded
Every time I look at my bank account I'm reminded
Thinking happiness is in these dreams but I can't find it
I ask what is it that I truly want and I'm in silence
I don't know
Fast cars bad bitches and designer clothes
I mean that's what they tell us that we should be grinding for
Yeah so is it the fame that I'm in for
A wise man once told me just be careful with what you wish for
Believe
That everything I want right now is coming for me
But is everything I'm searching for really what it seems
Ohhhhhhh Ahhhhh
Pray I don't lose myself
Talking bout
1o'clock, 2o'clock, 3o'clock, 4
Which one of my dreams
Knocking at my front door
I say
1o'clock, 2o'clock, 3o'clock, 4
Which one of my dreams
Knocking at my front door
I say
1o'clock, 2o'clock, 3o'clock, 4
Which one of my dreams
Knocking at my front door
I say
1o'clock, 2o'clock, 3o'clock, 4
Which one of my dreams
Knocking at my front door

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