Marc Vinyls - Serendipity lyrics

I think I found my lane
I think I found my lane
And it's all from pain
Getting lost in stuff think I found my lane
Think I found my lane
And it's all from pain
Getting lost in stuff yeah, way too much
Think I need some drugs drugs, yeah
(I think I, I think I)

I think I found my lane
And it's all from pain
Getting lost in stuff like way too much
I think I found my lane
And it's all from pain
Getting lost in stuff like way too much

I question god if I really am worthy
I question god on the fate of my journey
I question god if I’ll make it to thirty
I question god why my mind so dirty
Hands up to the greek gods
Through mastery of words I'm really
'bout to beat odds no Zeus, atlas Poseidon
I'm the force you really in
I been overflying
All the states in the country
They been sleeping on me
Cause they listen to junkies
Mr little whatever
Cause I know I'm way better
I ain't talking no way
Cole already murdered you lames
Fuck the lames in the system
See the game all built up by this prism
No triangular action
I been sippin' whachu passing
That ain't weed bitch thats ashes
What the fuck you got some nerve
Whole game filled with nerds
Filled with herbs where's the base god curse

Where you going got em asking yeah I know
Now they all just wondering why
I chose this road chose this road
Got em asking yeah i know
Now they all just wondering why
I chose this road chose this road
Why did you choose it?
Why did you choose it?
Why did you choose it?
Why did you choose it?
Why did you choose it?
Why did you choose it?
Why did you choose it?
Why did you choose it?

Oh what's the confusion i got the ball
Best believe I'ma shoot it
Needing more bitches
I'm talking them judiths
Feeling so ruthless throughout all my music
But fuck it that's old shit
That's old flames
Who was with me with my old name
That shit was heat yeah that's old flames
Back in the days with the old gang
But them days since gone and passed
Like them bitches who were hot at saxe
Whachu saying 'bout all that ass
That they either dropped out
Or failed at class
You be looking at the mothafuckin' boy doe
Quick change in the flow like oil
Flow hotta than that wata that boil
Shitting on you bitches I'ma need more soil
Yeah i'm so nasty I'm so nice
With the words I put together
Just to help you out in life yeah, yeah, uh
I'm so nasty I'm so nice
With the words I put together
Just to help you out in life yeah, yeah
I'm writing these words
I'm helping you out i'm giving you me
I'm doing it proud
Leaving yo mind up in the clouds
I'm just doing it now i'm doing it loud
I'm just doing it now

Hey closing the door i'm running towards
Hoping for more i'm in love with hoes
Someone they all adore
Still I'm searching for the gold
The platinum plaque a million shows
A couple cribs for fam and bros
I'm 21 bout to be two
Tell me god what I got to do
Tell me god what I got to do
Tell me god what I got to do