Varadero Freestyle

By Emdee Wright

On Hidden Colors

Released on January 22, 2021

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[Intro: Emdee Wright]

From now on

Allow me to reintroduce myself

I go by the name of Emdee Wright

You know how it goes

It's your boy Ems

Yeah


[Verse 1: Emdee Wright]

Took a trip to cuba, out here contemplating about my next move

Been partying with people still feel the need to improve

Try to be a better person, somehow it’s kinda stressing

Getting older makes me wanna start progressing

Seen couples break down more than a bad investment

Sometimes a bad decision can become a great lesson

Just out here getting mad love from all these Russians

French kissing a Belarusian, i love her body language

Some of these girls got me confused like a bad concussion

But for one night she can have all the carry on baggage

Take it easy, I can manage like a car you ain't trynna damage

Dropping gems cause we all know tomorrow ain't promised

Got a call at 3:17, this is truly madness

My uncle really died dawg, shit is really tragic

Sitting in the room crying, anxiety and panic

Feeling like Robert Bryson Hall, man it’s only logic

Back in 14 i had the world on my shoulders

Now I'm double my age and the world is getting colder

Cause the weight getting too heavy, feeling paranoia

Stress and depression will take your soul and destroy ya

Tell me what's worst, being cursed from a gift or

Gifted with a curse no matter what this shit hurts

I'm only a passenger going through this life

Took a couple lefts and now it's gonna be alright


[Verse 2: Emdee Wright]

Trials and tribulations got me fucking tripping

God the only one who truly keeping me focus with his visions

They spot on like laser precision

That's why I'm consistently humble when it's about my mission

They plotting til you see your fall from all positions

I pray you never leave guide me with my decisions

Continue to help through all my stormy conditions

Never been the type to quit this is my ambition

Took the time to fight my demons, didn’t have excuses

I had reasons to believe in certain people

The good i see in them, more lies than cnn

I met a girl that was heaven sent turned out to be so evil damn

So yall can check me out, checking in to her place

She been giving me head, checking out how I taste

Plus I’m getting old just too busy getting checks

Need to get back on court, keep these youngings in check

Trynna fix my life tired of being broke

Grinding day and night these rhymes is all I know

Trynna right my wrongs keep fighting for my folks

So I write these songs hoping they provide me hope

Yeah, look I've been through it all

If my life so big why do i feel so small

Reality check