Picasso

By Kayge

Released on August 19, 2017

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(Kayge)

Didn’t ever wanna let you down

Since the first song, took the hurt wrong, and my brain to ground

Yeah I know I changed my sound

But don’t mean i’m really gonna be changed profound

I grew as a person, I’m grateful now

Self esteem has risen to a stage for crowd

I’m faithful now, sprung april now, turned 8 full mile, I’m stable now

Now I really feel like I’m bringing something for the table now

Know I’m never hateful now

Never really care if I’m paid for sound

Only really really do this to feel capable wow

Learned fast flow is what’s favorable now

California to texas to dayton ohio

Really felt my music was relatable? wow

Feel amazing like wow

That Kayge with new style

I feel like my future is bright like a diamond

Rightfully shinin

Gold in every song like i’m rightfully mining

Rightfully minded

Idly gliding like I might be deciding

I know a lot people on the internet pretendin but don’t i’m that great

It’s okay I don’t break I gotta mental back brace

All I really need is my girl on my bad days

And I’m okay, feelin no pain

In the past volatile propane

But I’m okay

Now I’m an ocean wave

Never any day “do the motions day”

Ima rapper they like “oh okay”

But I’m artist painting pictures like picasso

Never gonna be the one pretending to be macho

I’m living my words I’m doing the actions

Told you gonna be a rapper and now that happened

Improving so fast all the ground that I’m mappin

I’m working I’m working I’m never just nappin

Watch with the years they all will be clappin

Thinking I’m joking I know I ain’t laughing

I give you my heart

I give you my art

I gave you my valuable time from the start

I know my career had started just dark

But now I know it my time to shine like a star

(Chorus)

Music is art

The painting of sound

Never really felt amazing till now

Till the pen touched the page I’m amazed at my brain for creating the cloud

The cradle of sound (x4)

(Prophet)

Putting my life in these sentences

For my homies with life sentences

I don't got no time to reminisce

Too busy working to second guess

At times I'm blinded by benjamins

And I forget what my message is

Feel like my soul is in debt to this

What would i do if it didn't exist

Writing out these lyrics and they boring

Where's the story they too corny its disjointed

Who knows they might enjoy it rip it out and start all over

Just went through 40 rollers

Sick of whipping in corollas

And i'm dreaming what my goal is

And i'm thinking if I'm focused

Then ill make it, but that's hopeless

Sometimes I feel like I'm chosen

That's when everyone start joking

Living through characters up in my head

Putting my characters down with the lead

Putting my competition down to rest

Ain't no time for sleep, only when you're dead

Ain't no time for sleep, eyes can't close

Pray I'm not sheep to designer clothes

Feeding my needs, define my road

Creatin’ my piece, combine these notes

Calling me corny because I am rapping

I ain't be using no autotune

Calling me crazy because I am following a dream that's probably impossible

What are you doing that's so great

Yall are bound in by the logical

My pen is all that I need to escape

Feel it in my anatomical

(Chorus)

Music is art

The painting of sound

Never really felt amazing till now

Till the pen touched the page I’m amazed at my brain for creating the cloud

The cradle of sound (x4)