Sidaka - Getting Old / Possibilities Lyrics

I'm at a point where the kid in me showing out
Going monkey on the bars like
The youth at the playgrounds
Firm with a generous grip
Yah own weight might be the clause of your envious down fall
We only getting old just give me something grab on
Easier consumption with the visual sounds off
I hit a height where my business "Is set yah price"
Bicker with a pilot you get shunned by free fall
Down to the cement where you scent the ground salt
Same flavor niggas taste when it ain't there way
Brittle brains wait for a favor or they serve grapes
But me I'm starving
More back n fourths than the creaks on see saws
It compliments your worth so I don't stop Like A.I
Smoke traces spilling out the hot box
Like a kettle full of Bigelow
Top of The glass where the lemon float
She blowing o's but I'm fighting with a bigger ghost
I found freedom when I riddled on a wide stage
Heaving my allegiance to rap on the biggest shows
Even though good days elongate longer than Bol Bol
Must be my calling thankful that I picked it became nerd
The second lingo that I converse
Death reek of hustle
Heard he was diverse similar to those
That'll die for a verse
My charred grief taught me keep shooting like Monica to Quincy
It was love in the air that filled the Spaulding

I miss my brodie reek because we destined in Austin
Thankful for the brotherhood
You won't be forgotten
Addicted to the hustle
Never settled with the stopping
Surrounded by the thief's
The only safety was caution and momentum
Name in more mouth mentions than a roll call
Supported by applauds
Invested in myself I held the line I was gambling
For every shot I took I remember like cameras
Some family frowned upon me
Cuz I'm smoking on cannabis
Who understand us?
I tried call you home guess your ambitions was traveling
But all things pass into the night Q Lazures
Pampering the changes got you shitty with outcomes
You settle in the end just to tittle it glamorous
My reprise has us seen like we deep in arena seats
In a blink went from bleak to heat
Ill explain later like Lavine post game speech
I bring the madhouse harder than a stampede
Don't be brainless love is delicate like dirty money is heinous
Don't matter how you get it just be smooth handle it
Not everything is blatant like a zodiac cancer chick
My energy is precious yet I show to phantom it
Nothings unattainable nothing too far fetched
Your Misery not my company Nigga you bottle feed
If anything is possible I learned it from Garnett
Fair for a Timberwolf howling like I don't keep a fixer like tool sheds
Learned to use a hammer because tomorrow not god sent
Ooz the brew
For my poppa dukes never rebuked to let my inner child rule
With this foreign cash
Loomed only harder news to forecast

Inexplicably i'm not a product you can drain
You can only relate and it can be anybody
Who understanding us?
Raised from timid speech since ABC
She know the gleam like its E.D.C
Any degree I survived as a coal walker the people pleased
But it ain't drop more dollars on my name
So who understanding?
If anything Is possible I learned it from Garnet