Love y’all 🖤 Here’s the lyrics 🤘: Paint so many pictures, all my paintings have a heart beat Write so many lines, get carpal tunnel, that’s a neuralink Some people don’t have nerves, it, numbs the picture vividly I had that tunnel vision, studied rap, now I paint mentally Mentally, time will tell if you was truly meant to be That’s why I’m in this studio everyday to last century’s Not a cent to me, what’s in my pocket don’t mean shit to me My art form, is heavier than most, more than some currency Deep diving in this wave, I’m fluidly, moving up the stream Never lost myself never went, overboard mentality A Chip on my shoulder, just like a parrot, talkin shit for me Do as a say, not as I do you ain’t built physically 2022 I took a pause like hiatus Now I got 20/20 vision blockin all these haters They in my rear view, they still move, like they goin places But they just inside a loop, like record players, they ain’t scratchin layers - Flip you over side b, I puncture first that’s IVs, My blood is injected to make my ink bright like high beams I pen point to these outskirts for the record, try rewinding me Im new age, of old soul, im technique for climbing Grinding day n night, till I shine bright, thats the heart in me The hardest part about it is your hardest song ain’t gonna reach Unless you promote it, but I don’t promote cuz it’s artistry And honestly, I’d rather see it grow organic, arms to reach Like a tree when planting seeds, Sporadic with it sparingly Cuz if you plant too many, spread like wild fire, can’t tame the heat I’m underground, not underneath, just give me 1 year honestly I’ll turn my roots into a master piece painting, to set relief People don’t buy music in this day and age they buy the brand That’s why I don’t promote, it’s word of mouth, or spread by hand Remember performing on stage, in 2018 no one in the stands Was trying to figure out who I was, and shaken the wrong hangs - Already walked the shit and talk the shit, like a grown man Might as well just buy microphone and have a, slim chance At making it my own way, than, records labels advance I been a fuckin painter, bitch I been painting my own plans Practice makes perfect I’m not a rapper I’m an artist Paint these pictures with my eyes closed, Van Gogh when you barkin Bitch I weather any canvas, colors, shine through, regardless When goin left, I still end right, and finish pictures I started Some of these people wanna see me fail When I still lose I still excel, But never lost a grip on that pen and pad that I always held A heart that’s inside of my chest, that always beats and you can tell The bpm never mattered, I’m livin proof that never sells That’s 44
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Everytime I click on a justtrae song it's the most amazing music I've ever heard😮 gave me goosebumps. His music makes your whole body feel the music. Every song has emotion in the lyrics
“When I still lose I still excel” 🔥🔥🔥 been listening to your last 4 albums while working today. Wild timing that you dropped this live while I was wrapping up…this beat goes CRAZY too!!!
@@JustTrae appreciate it bro. you need help with anything, hit me up, I can come up with some pretty good ideas. Lol I'll be looking out for the new album, can't wait to hear your fire ass raps.
@@JustTrae bullshit, you wrote 4 diss tracks for a diss that wasn’t even directed at you, and even then the artist who it WAS directed at responded with two. It’s called clout chasing. Now like him you’re “getting bored and thought you’d make something”, maybe that’s why he didn’t get back to you bud. 🤷🏻♂️
@@JustTrae sounds like the trail you left confirming it triggers you. That’s a bummer Church didn’t call you back, guess he saw through you too. Been hanging on his balls for a year now, making videos about not coming on too strong like you wanna be his boyfriend or some shit. 😂
