FRD Lyrics :
Grape sweet lyrical spiritual individual
Most raps dont crack but mines more cynical
Get it like it lost his head in a forest full of wild animals or a river full
of creatures with tentacles
Now u need medical help while i stand on a pinnacle
I wished to stop the genie said only that u shant wish
You cant live this pearl of a life and stand still
The One giving you all this wants somewhat of a grand piece
So get in the booth give him the truth you feel and land this
Every day seems like i have been missing out
Talents are existant look and listen to the feelings now
Never would u understand if you werent here
I wasnt there couldnt picture or tell who had a career
Hello to the bottom that said deezy is for sh**
For real am now ballin i aint falling in a pit
Helping is what i wanna do do u need help
Shout louder i cant hear above the yells
Sweet life searching looking for the silver lining
He is the piece of the puzzle but he needs a bigger rising
What do i deserve as a gift for my hustle scheme
Money could satisfy every need and get me the last puzzle piece
My struggle is feeding and keep giving till its finished to my loved ones
b**hes could be kissing deezy never will i love one
Prison in the mind as the cliched lines guard the door
Am running so much races in my mind am like a labrador
My message is a message but to comprehend is complicated
This could make you slip in your sleep when its activated
I am dedicating my life to show u and demonstrate it
Have faith and follow my lead u will see the reason am facing
What do you believe in where does the faith lie
The truth and not the lies sipping out of the grape vine
The time you feel the lowest you acquire the great times
The times you feel the best is a mess at the same time
I wish a cure was made to cure the need to search a cure
Amateur thinking stained a little by the thought of pure
The world could settle down and make a choice but are you sure
Coz the exception that makes the rule could be the one that rules the shore
i am beginning to accept i can access my brains hidden vault
Shooting in all directions the tension is really cold
I am sitting my brain cells in a chair coz they really old
While am watching a black and white Tv revisiting my deepest prose
Am i containing my rage in a cage full of flowers
Am i making a lot a rukus do i need to speak louder
'I wonder if deezy' clean so i show em me in a shower
My mind is racing a bolt coz i feel as cold as lost in the power