Bex Files

I know we living in the latter days, will it matter if I stack up all these
accolades?
Feel like I’m John in a lot of ways, Revelations I been getting,
feeling out of place
Somewhere alone on an Island, no one in my zone to confide in
Feel like I drifted here from outer space, would you miss me if I disappeared
without a trace?
Hook:
Fly-fly-fly-fly, yes, my wings are tired but I have to rise
So high, past the sky, leaving all the worries of my past behind me
This wasn’t meant to last, it’s not too big for you, God
I cannot change my past, but to you I give my future
No — giving up like I did enough, didn’t run it to the max yet, can’t relax
I got Carolina Panther tracks, make you
Take your shirt off, twist it ‘round your head, spin it like a helicopter
Looking for the vibes, I supply those
Plus I got the rhymes and the tight flows
They trying to see if I’m a threat, type of
Treatment that just make me wanna speed off in my jet and just
Hook
Yo, tbh I had a crazy past, say congrats to me today for having made it past
I’m blazing past the expectations that were laid in fact
I made the class they said I wouldn’t make, I passed with A’s at that
Raise a glass, I past the place the pattern placed me at
The pace of travel had me mad discouraged as the race began
But steady does it, many dozen have embraced the brand
I check my Twitter and my Instagram, I have some faithful fans
But how’d we get here? Let’s retrace the steps
I been around the block so y’all gon' show my name respect
Started off slow but got to running, man and
Now they try to clone my DNA as if I’m Jango Fett
Hey, Boba, I grew up listening to Hova, and Kanye before the bipolar disorder
But when I say «you should watch the throne»
Can’t no rapper solve the world’s problems, look to God alone, we can
Hook