Kredity
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Giovanni Espinoza
Composer
Texty
Hard to understand
When I'm in a different land
From a pueblo in the trees and a lotta sand
By the Pacific, to be specific
Visions illicit, scenes on a mission
No need pivot
Looking in the mirror
Fear is why I persevere
Killing all these songs until a way up outta here
Thats my condition
Forget the image,
Hopin, and wishin,
Avert the simping
I came to get it
It's G!O you know I go and spill it
Attentive on the mic so pay attention
Some lessons in these words if people listen
Universal language in my diction
Tapping into truth when I pen my rhymes
Feel a lil' loose when I chase with lime
Turn this up real loud
Let it payout, gang proud
Seein new outcomes
Grinding, Rolling, till we floating
High off melodies so potent
Old friends, in motion
Praying, waiting, staying hoping
Run from things I'm not controlling
Old friends, I'm frozen
Bright soul
With some dull foes
Move slow
Cuz I won't fold
Music got me in a chokehold
Make tracks till I get it right super tight
I'm the key
Not the mayor
Minor issues
But I'm major
Lames in the game
Aint even some players
Greed gotta name
See it everywhere
Practice for my worth I know I'm pricey
Demons talk a lot but not enticing
Facing curses talk about exciting
All so I can say I did the right thing
Wanna do a little better for the future
We work, We hurt
Still, we maneuver
Premonitions of a finish line sooner
Change hearts, make art
Only thing I'm doing
Grinding, Rolling, till we floating
High off melodies so potent
Old friends, in motion
Praying, waiting, staying hoping
Run from things I'm not controlling
Old friends, I'm frozen
Never letting other angles go and change the plan, lately
I been on a mission going distance
Understand baby
You my desert woman gotta promise me your hand lady
Forever's not for sure
We doing what we can
You wanna gentleman
But I am not your fan
I aint changing how I act
For the lady I attract
Its a fact
If she bad
Then she probably wanna bag
Making tracks
In the back
Till the wall full of plaques
Enter flow state
Hit the old-pace
With the soul breaks
In a bold way
No pain, no gain
We straight maintain
Make songs all-day
Call that shit fate
Let the city know
We been silly tho
Really ho
To the video
We tryna get it though
Stacking dough
With the illest flows,
Straight killin those.
Old friends reach goals,
Reap what I sow.
Grinding, Rolling, till we floating
High off melodies so potent
Old friends, in motion
Praying, waiting, staying hoping
Run from things I'm not controlling
Old friends, I'm frozen
Written by: Giovanni Espinoza
