Chael Blinya - The Neighborhood Lyrics

Picture me hanging paintings on wall with perfect framing
Life without presentation is aimless as arrow shaken
No bullseye or bullshit, for relocating
My bullseye like Cool Whip, we topping greatness
Tasteless suburbia ghetto born out of patience
Faceless for a long time, creating without pasting
Landscape been the muse
Cruising through till I'm inspiring beautiful environment
When I fail & try again, correcting self
From internal admiring
While my niggas be getting higher than Orion's belt
Racing through stars, overarching my drift
Gripping wheels, skipping meals, & starving
Planted in winter garden
Frozen roses was soft as f*ck at first but also hardened by father
Pardon love for his daughter as a starter
Thinking infinite, limited all of my growth
While losing my innocence, I might die in vain under oath

Cool, calm, & collected
Always gaining perspective
Always gaining perspective
Always gaining perspective
I'm cool, calm, & collected
Always gaining perspective
Always gaining perspective
There's perspective in my neighborhood

I'm feeling right, I'm looking good (Good, good, good, good, good)
I'm bumping like it ain't nothing in my neighborhood
I'm feeling right, I'm looking good (Good, good, good, good, good)
I'm bumping like it ain't nothing in my neighborhood
From Vista Ridge living Cross Busch
The boulevard be bumping hard come take a look
From Vista Ridge living Cross Busch
The boulevard be bumping hard come take a look (Take a look)
I'm feeling right, I'm looking good (Good, good, good, good, good)
I'm bumping like it ain't nothing in my neighborhood
I'm feeling right, I'm looking good (Good, good, good, good, good)
I'm bumping like it ain't nothing in my neighborhood

Picture me hanging paintings on wall with perfect framing
Life without presentation is aimless as arrow shaken
Sitting adjacent to doodle books full of illustration
Now I'm suited like stewardess flying new to this cloud
Beautifully found but also full of foolishness now
Been on the prowl & barely making it home
Embarking across town while dogs barking alone
Voice of a lost sound like trees fallen in forest
Maybe that's why I keep on running, sprinting important

Aye yo Melvin I'm going home now