My car barely drive these days Card barely swipe these days But my heart feeling light these days Yeah I'm alright these days No I'mma write these days Into a album bout my life these days Plucked a petal Placed in on a pedestal Ooh Other people act petty pretending they credible Stack plenty but they like creativity Track empty of a voice just noise over the latest beats Wait and see they looking for a vacancy Act like the last man Feeling bitter but the taste is sweet I guess that I just let it go Surround myself with meadows that I nurture and let 'em grow Boy my garden looking so clean I just chose to sew seeds That could hold their own against the cold and weeds Thoughts like water to the roots to feed You could help me out yet you choose to sleep A dozen of the roses Call that mosaic Keep your rosé This a bouquet bitch Okay it's The underrated Over-hated Got me overheated Cause my written statements turn into affidavits Seems like everybody tryna stop my shine You ain't ever gonna cop what's mine All I ever wanted was to give thoughts life Step aside youngin' cause you blocking my light