PIECE OF ME ft. Griffin Stone Lyrics

Running red lights for the fuck of it

That's how I look at life

When all my problematics start to fizz

Shake the board game up

Can't assign a lid for all the efforts I constantly give

My mind a monopoly bid

What other intentions but win

My pronouns will always be HIM

I love the fresh smell of regret

In communication with chef

Buttering pots it looks like the thickening plots

Expanding whenever you hot

Coal condenses to pebbles and rocks

I shatter glass whenever I score

No telling why I'm on shore

I know whatever I do from this point on

Mommas on board

A hundred eighty songs within my catalog strong

When I reach that type of record

I'll celebrate at the home

There's no telling where I'll stand to reach that feat

My one objective to complete in every track

There'll be a piece of me

Huh

Grit teeth

Clenched fist

Mud feet

The stench fits

Blood glows

Minced meat

It's twelfth night

A true story for the feast

The pen writes

I had to step into the blues under red lights

Quit following the greens

Had to dig deep

Reap benefits of sleep

Closed eyes

Open mind when it's time

To turn tides

Leave what's left on the shore unprotected

I shelve shells on the floor

Carry less weight

I stress faith to the youth who neglect it

I trace roots to the core of my essence

I say more now the war's been waged

Tell stories when I tour the stage

Everyday I got more to praise

Every way I can

Tryna stay grateful and patient

Came a long way but the way ain't complacent