Correction Lyrics Jotting My Thoughts by Vi Finesse

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I ain’t ever going home, less I bring a hundred bands
Just to buy the city back, mayor never gave a damn
I’m too litty in the Ville, all my parties out of hand
When I come into your city, know I’m plotting on your land
Flowerchild on the way, every action been a plant
Tryna sow a couple seeds, let it grow into the plan
I been at it since yout, then I turned into the man
I should probably hit the Wood, since it made me who I am

Always backed in corners, but I make it out
Always working stages, how I play it out
Plays going up, oh they hate me now?
Waze to my goals, what I lost and found
Always backed in corners, but I make it out
Always working stages, how I play it out
Plays going up, oh they hate me now?
Waze to my goals, what I lost and found

Long way up, seen some people falling down
Word on the streets, bet nobody make a sound
Floating on clouds, I can’t ever touch the ground
Got me feeling like a king, I should probably own a crown
Jotting all my thoughts, whipping out the lots
Got it from my mom, got it from my pops
I can't ever stop, til I reach the top
Heard y'all like to talk, watch me do my walk

You been medicated, you been tryna fake it
I just took my L’s and turned it to a statement
Couldn’t make the cut, started breaking pavement
Had some problems losing and I knew I hate it
All year on a drive, running off the dream
Switching players on the bench when I lose the team
Whole gang came around, then we hit the scene
Taking action in the dark, while y’all haters were asleep

(Always backed in corners, but I make it out
Always working stages, how I play it out
Plays going up, oh they hate me now?
Waze to my goals, what I lost and found)

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