Lyricality prod. MIRA by Ezio Miller Lyrics

Wake up and smell the roses
These lyrics has no composure
The mumble is now the focus
A suitable style to pose with

The wording no longer matter
These rappers are now in Paris
They up in the mickey palace
While i struggle and climb these ladders

& I’m reaching for pinnacles
Acting all cynical
Stuck in a cubical
Writing, rapping, producing and mixing
And still I’m invisible
I'm formidable, original
The money ain't Mrs Incredible
Flex!

Chasing dough
Even though
The paper will lead me to death
Heaven knows
If the life that I’m living
Is a success

The seed i sow
Will bare the fruit
Of my progress

I confess
I'm a big mess
But I’m so blessed
(I’m so blessed)

I'm elevating
Moodier than woman menstruating
Meditating to keep my peace
I see these mumble rappers alienating
This is the way they operating
It's so frustrating
I'll leave the room cause it ain't fascinating