Letting It

[Intro]
I'm letting you know
I may not be the strongest spiritually
But I ain't fretting it though
Cause if God hated me I wouldn't be so good lyrically
Seriously

[Verse 1]
Brought up in Oxnard, skinny dude that talks hard
Spitting it since day one, I'm the schoolyard sandbox bard
Been knocked down, yeah I've got scars
Said don't try me, and I meant it
But if y'all want to attempt it, I'll bombard ya, en garde
I've said my hellos, I get thoughts that are kinda deep, just like the cellos
On this track. Me and my fellows gonna touch the top like we running yellows
People look at me and say "Every verse that he bellows out
Is crazy, but I'm down to chill just as soon as he mellows out"

[Hook]
Oh, and it’s just like I’m playing
This cello you’re hearing
Because I ain’t fretting it though
But you know I ain’t playing
When I’m this good lyrically
Seriously, though
I’m letting it go, letting it go
Letting it, letting it, letting it go
I’m letting it go, letting it go
Letting it, letting it, letting it

[Verse 2]
Yo, this girl
I didn't get her at first, now I got her at second
She wanna visit my place, that's fourth base I reckon
I'm checking, is it my face, getting me ladies?
Cause I'm betting they don't know they're taking Hades to Sadie's
I play these hoes, I got em
I make these flows, a lot of em
Yeah some foes, I've fought em
Just calling those my ottomans
Yeah, murdering these verses
Looking like a crime scene
Scheming 'bout a mixtape
Calling that my rhyme scheme
People saying that I'm mean
I'll take 'em out
I mean
I'll take 'em out for ice cream
If they wanna talk it out
And talk about
I'll block it out
Until I'm walking out
Said they don't got a weakness
But they just pretending I am not
Charades all got me speechless
Am I supposed to shut up? I forgot
So go on, but if you lying lots
I’mma find loopholes like tying knots
Double knot it, bit repetitive
Double not, that's a double negative
Feeling so poetic, it's
Kinda silly, I got no etiquette
Want people to find my music as a new haven, like they're in Connecticut
But I'll never have a huge place with a courtyard
Because all these people two-faced, like a court card

[Hook]
Oh, and it’s just like I’m playing
This cello you’re hearing
Because I ain’t fretting it though
But you know I ain’t playing
When I’m this good lyrically
Seriously, though
I’m letting it go, letting it go
Letting it, letting it, letting it go
I’m letting it go, letting it go
Letting it, letting it, letting it