[Verse 1: Oddisee] Before I knew what I was doing, I was trying to do something That's the definition, listen, of a know-it-all young'n Hard headed, hardly headed, in directions I intended Where I ended wasn't deaded, like no exit except the entrance Now I'm making my entrance as if I'm hopping the fences Thinking I'm being careful, but really I'm just an infant Adolescent at best, had a lesson at livin' Given to me the stress, inherited with the vision Wool over my eyes, blue, say is the sky Gray is the true color, but who sayeth the why? So do that make me pessimistic If I fill up my head with the best of this shit? Niggas say I'm cool, shorties say I'm their lipstick On the tip of their tongue is my lyrics they're whisperin' Let's make it apply, right place and the time Tight space and the vibe is right for lacing a rhyme Might say I'm in prime, light laced in the lime Bittersweet is the beat and together taste is divine Lemonade in my shine, dimmer shade in the blind Spots in my mirror, forward never rewind Plot's vividly clearer, not saying that I'm Knowing just what I'm doin', but got faith in my grind So stop, haters, you're lying, if you say that you can get it how I get it Swab test; you failed, can't spit it how I spit it
[Hook: Oliver Daysoul] One of these days, baby, I hope to be Whatever they be is all that I hope to be One of these days, baby, I hope to be
[Verse 2: Oddisee] They're saying "oh, bring that real shit, something you can feel shit" Numb to that dumb it down spun overkill shit Run over hills shit, dated like the fifth wheel Hate it when they made it but they praise it just to get deals Me, never that, Man: that's never happening See, I be rapping for that feeling I got back when I was riding on a big wheel When friends owing me a dollar was a big deal Sunday night, grandmama would cook a big meal Meaning that I do it for the innocence in it, still And if I'm naive, fuck it then, shit will Seems better even though the weather seem chill Spleen chills at the idea seeming fake Even though imitation makes mean bills I mean, innovation will get you recognition But "keep it real" is really code for when the check is missin' And that's cool, cause me, I'm a realist Optimistically drinking from the glass of the pessimistic Hey, check it, listen
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