Lyrics Dribblin' - Marlon Craft

Trepidation escalating' like a Cadillac
Calendar starting to look like an hourglass
Chasin ass tryna give myself the shallow pass
Raftin' murky moral waters hard to paddle back/
Oh no no, boy I got the range with it
But it's hard when I'm shooting from the same distance
Look at all the shit I get to be
There's a lot ridin' on me like Porzingis knee/
And it's hard to look outside
It all seem like chaos now now now
Love my pride
But that shit only slow me down down down/
In a space where the real can't be defined
And I wonder what I'm down here to find
While the loud lead the blind
I'm devoutly inclined to just pass me some time

I been bouncin' back and forth, got the world all in my hands
Said the ball is in my court, I don't think they understand, I been
Dribbling dribbling, i been dribbling dribbling
I been dribblin dribblin, i been dribblin dribblin

Dribblin dribllin
In the same old place and ive been here a minute n'
All the same old faces back and forth me like Wimbledon
The reflections of my reflection leave me feelin simple/
It's on me baby, i'm all me baby
My chest been tight but i believe ima breathe lately
Its fine time to definitely all of these maybes
Time for me to step to me before me play me/
I been tryna talk to love
She aint picked up in a minute now is it how im livin?
I'm more than what i want
If i let it go ima get it, im worth mo' than a pendant
This funhouse isn't fun
Mirror been showin us the wrong things for a while
Lookin round at these adults with all the symptoms of childs
Shit and all of their convictions be as thin as the smiles/
So I think its time show up, hold up, i was froze now i'm liquid
Ima flow through the door til the flo' lookin drenched n
I think that i finally get it now, i aint gonna sit it out
Shooters shoot and i can't only dribble now and
I cant ever tell one single fib of doubt in anything i scribble down
I been livin rental style think it's time to own me
Fuck anybody told me the shit i won't be
They just know I'm I'm one step away from what I'm gon see

And I got lots to be grateful for' even the bad
They gone try to lock me in boxes I'm free and I'm mad
Ima leave 'em locked in my body these demons I have
They ain't gonna stop me from shooting my enemies close/
And these drums is so pure feel the pain when they roll
But they ain't acoustic as my soul
I'm a real one I know I'ma deal with my woes
Ima peel through the fear ima leave it exposed, oh/