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carson schwamb - state of my art lyrics

intro:
(yuh, aye)
(carson you crazy)
(lets get it)
(this one gon’ be fire)

verse:
it’s easy to rap about being fly(fly)
the stuff i’m tryna rap about you can’t see with your eyes(with your eyes)
everybody surface level tryna be a different guy
i’m the type of person you can lay with, look up at the sky(at the sky)
drift off n’ day dream through the night(through the night)
you can be a princess and girl i’ll be your knight(i’ll be your knight)
hopping these lyrics cutting deeper than a knife
i swear this the best music that you’ve ever heard up in your life(too fly)

oh, and i’m coming with that smooth flow
cuban link chain round my neck and it’s new gold(that’s bling)
had a bad bitty hit up on my line, yeah she fine
ask my age and it turns out she was too old(huh?)
guess what shawty i’m mature for my age(yuh, hey)
wait tell you see the xxl front page(i’m on it)
oh, yeah i’m feelin’ myself(feelin’ myself)
oh, yeah i’m feelin’ myself(aye, aye)

what other person that you know do it like me(like me)
i’m comin’ in with more swag than a hype beast
how you say you better when you still rapping on type beats
man that’s infant sh+t you might as well be in a high seat
drinkin’ high+c, that’s why they ain’t like me
all the ladies hear my flow and they say that i’m spicy(too hot)
if you want a feature boy it’s gon’ be pricey
don’t be talking down on me advise against it highly(i do)
everything your hear i did that sh+t on my own(my own)
and i still move round in my zone
always behind cuz i’m in a different time zone
walk the line so often you would think i’m on a tight rope(tight rope)
gotta record label tryna hit my line(hit my line)
that’s the only time i’ll ever use a cosine
no i gotta see it from a different angle
messing’ with me see how i roll just like a loose ankle

god if you real then you know what’s in my heart(in my heart)
i’m just tryna find you why you making it so hard(so hard)
that’s the type of stuff that make me not believe
that’s the type of stuff that make me wanna leave aye
i know they are low how they jackin’ on my flow(on my flow)
at your girls house and my jacket’s on the floor(on the floor)
always on the grind but i be lackin’ on the low
if you ain’t got me winnin’ throw your bracket out the door huh

saw are initials together on a tiktok(huh)
almost got some hope for a sec ha!(ha)
baggin’ up my feeling like zip lock
now i’m goin’ psycho like my name is alfred hitchc+ck(bah, bah, bah, bah)
i’m on the radar of these record labels(huh)
can’t tell if they are just tellin’ fables(huh)
i could be bussin’ tables(yuh), but i’m unable
to do anything else yeah it makes me unstable
raise the roof and i’m bouta go aywall(aywall)
join the crew yuh, that’s the way y’all(way y’all)
look at you, you about yay tall
if you namin’ my title then it’s gon’ be fatal(fatal)
oh you a fan now think it’s bout time(bout time)
i promise that imma go platinum without rhymes(without rhymes)
if i didn’t have my music then i’d wanna end my life
i ain’t holding back i’ll leave it all out on the line
state of my art

- carson schwamb lyrics

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