Dutch Angle

From a Dutch angle leaning. I’m even till I’m tilted. 
Sick of dreaming blueprints scheming till I built it 
My thoughts when they’re unfiltered 
When it counted’s when I killed it, 
The high is short the flowers given wilted
Reset button pusher
Starting over is the funnest part 
Winter’s bright to me and summer‘s dark 
So many songs can’t tell some apart. 
It’s like the more you advance you’re running from the spark 
Giving praise on my brightest days 
Still grateful on my darkest ones I hide away 
You either tell your truth or live a lie 
The ones who try to prove it on the inside die 
Took an intermission working on myself for more discipline 
Careful what you say to yourself cause you’re listening 
Less work by myself and more visitors 
It benefits my health the more contributors
Freedom, take it where it lead him
Been on a dusty road, there’s no leaving 
Days pass, leading up to say that 
We don’t sound the same on playback 
As we do in our heads
That’s why we aim at always doing our best 
Until we gain that  respect from our friends,
It’s hard to change that until the rest of it ends 
Ayo, make the most of every day when it’s passing 
In Paris I was staring with a passion 
Rather be embarrassed than I’m barely asking
I’d rather be ashes than buried in a casket 
L Boogie, Everybody wears the mask shit 
My spirit here for me to steer and them to grasp it 
In Los Angeles I’ll never be the past tense 
Homeowners taking out that trash shit 
Let’s get the bag before it’s cashless 
A risk taker, I don’t miss favors 
For bad service I don’t tip waiters 
A lot of haters talking shit will get the fist later 
My misbehavior keep me waking up the neighbors as a disclaimer. 
We don’t take advances. We take chances 
Fire back and stay low for those who take advantage 
So much damage in the world It’s hard for me to understand it 
So much damage nothing makes me panic. 
Don’t pen it like I planned it, It just happened
Cause when we rapping higher powers that we tap in
Lights, camera action, pin em to the canvas 
Expand the bandwidth dirt on my shoulders wasn’t dandruff 
Never broke the band up to pump another anthem 
Pumping up the jam for my fam in thug mansion
It isn’t random getting love everywhere you landed 
And all this weed you handed 
Shit, that’s freedom. Take it where it lead him