Somewhere in the Midwest ft. BlueGiraffeKid, Chris Mack, Sparrxw, Alvin the Architect & circuit writers Lyrics

Yeah, Set Apart

Been making moves

Stay making plays

God at the point

Stay making ways

We taking flight just like Dwade

Somewhere in the Midwest

Feeling brand new, fresh fade

Can't look back 'cause we in them days

Where are you at? Way outta the way

Somewhere in the Midwest

Seven-six-five and I live sorta east side

Got the fam so I lean on the King's mind

Found a path like I roll in a Nissan

Automatically come in the clutch

Nuts with the flow and I prefer pecans

Try to humble my flesh so I resign

I don't sit at the table I recline

I don't think that I do it enough

My life is lively

Cause I keep the spirit inside me

Would you kindly open up to the one who's arriving

He's the one I'm deriving from

Mama, daddy look what I've become

I grew up knowing to not be impressed

By the things that I'm doing that come from the flesh

But it's hard when your flow is Midwest

I'm coo on her homie 'cause a soul knotted up

I wonder should I not like should I double up

A lion if I fight and grace from the dove

Sparrxw got wings too flier than the plug

Seek when I knock beat the door like a drum

66 books on my hip let em hum

A name may fade but wait till I'm done

Like who's making noise

Homie that's us

Look, we in the building

Representing the kids overseas

Representing the King above kings

Representing cause He oversees

Everything from the moon to the sea

Keep it movin' I'm savin' His seat

He my cover from my head to feet

He on the throne so we can't be defeated, defeated

Been making moves

Stay making plays

God at the point

Stay making ways

We taking flight just like Dwade

Somewhere in the Midwest

Feeling brand new, fresh fade

Can't look back 'cause we in them days

Where are you at? Way outta the way

Somewhere in the Midwest

Flow so nasty

Running on the beat like a track meet

Never getting past me

Bass bumps like its acne

Midwest in the game bunch of lyrical athletes

All you gotta do is ask please

One God one King all up on same axis

Flying high like a trapeze

Last time from the kid, in the pod like a snap peas

Flow never mid but it came from the west

Side of the nap been the place that I rest

Brightwood kept me light when I stayed with my Gram

Couple doors down though they stayed with a gram

That's just Indiana

Proper grammar

Broken manners

Handling their business

When it's Hoosiers

Buncha hoopers

Known for jumpin to conclusions without any witness

That's implicit bias

Hidden systems buy us dividends and keep divided income

Redlining and the gentrifying and the sundown towns but Jesus risen

Seek the wisdom

Teeth but grinning

But every smile just a little crooked

Behind the niceness and the proselytizing

Gotta fight to see the ones we over looking

Been making moves

Stay making plays

God at the point

Stay making ways

We taking flight just like Dwade

Somewhere in the Midwest

Feeling brand new, fresh fade

Can't look back 'cause we in them days

Where are you at? Way outta the way

Somewhere in the Midwest

Whole team rollin up like armadillos

If you want the smoke we got the cigarillos

Midwest but we coastin

I get on the beat and it sounds like I'm temperamental

Sleepin on us this ain't Tempur-Pedic

Still driven like I took the scenic

Funny lookin but I'm not comedic

Covered by the blood I'm not anemic

Stay on 10 like all of my toes

Holy Ghost fire got ya boy on go

King A in da building you know that I'm chosen

Feeling like Moses my wave like the ocean

I live what I talk i don't just quote it

The price of my life Christ wrote me a quota

I said that I'm ready He told me to hold up

You ready to die? Fight like a soldier?

Full armor on equip me with faith

In front of the masses ain't fearing they face

Used to be lost made some mistakes

He washed it away now I'm standing on grace

Satan tryna kill me wanna see me dead

Praise make em mad so I dance on his head

Ain't scared of no demons my foot on they neck

You know the plug I know the connect

Gang

Been making moves

Stay making plays

God at the point

Stay making ways

We taking flight just like Dwade

Somewhere in the Midwest

Feeling brand new, fresh fade

Can't look back 'cause we in them days

Where are you at? Way outta the way

Somewhere in the Midwest