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The Optimist Interlude
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Hip-Hop/Rap
The Optimist Interlude was released on March 14, 2023 by WGloP LLC as a part of the album Never Stop 3: Painting My Vision
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Release DateMarch 14, 2023
LabelWGloP LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Xavier Phipps
Xavier Phipps
Songwriter

Lyrics

All I know is go hard
Adrenaline
Playing cards
Cutting **** with a spade
They trying to one up on me
Been a lil lonely
But finding myself
I'm climbing these steps
In her throat
It ain't strep
Call your fouls
No ref
In this ring
For the belt
I don't care about no champion
Number one contender
And I'm just eating dinner
On the path to a winner
Taking all this L
I don't sweat
Turn it off and on
Call it reset
When I'm at home
Going to get a check
Might get stoned
I'm the best
At what I do
Making moves
With no tools
Find some on the way to the cup
Bitches come with they feelings
Well I'm just trying to fuck
Keep straight the point
Like a lead pencil
I was flipping
Getting cash
Just to pay for dental
No I'm paying
With straight cash
And it blow they mental
Young ****
With some locs
They ask for ID
Still dressed like
I'm from the hood
I smoke exotic
Feel good
To my lungs
Gas leave you hung
Smoke no bullshit
Got some ****
With some full clips
Blow at any moment
I don't have no opponents
Y'all some trash
I piss on it
Old exes
They be phoning
They just want the boning
But I just want some tokens
Pussy
Really great
But that bread
Feel better
Eating on this steak
Then buss on her face
Almost caught a case
Played it good
Cause I ate
Shorty trying to give me advice
Know your place
Captain of my ship
VIP
Pull up late
I be grinding
Stacking up
You trying to go on dates
Don't know what's at stake
Griffin Blake
If you lacking
I'll dunk on your face
Highlight reel
Saying grace
Praying
Cause I need what I have
To stay
Praying for protection
Got to rock on this stage
Lunchbox shit
Spitting fire
Then I spit ice
Watch it infuse to some swords
Limbs I'll slice
Watch you bleed out
Have my son laugh at you ****
Got to teach them young
Don't kill
Let your voice be the trigger
It's never that easy
Our job is merely
To do all that we can do
While we're alive
And then bequeath the rest of it
For future generations to accomplish
You are so naïve
Just as you're usually are
And you have always been the Optimist
Written by: Xavier Phipps
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