Ed the Artist - Be Careful Lyrics

I made myself in this image
Just taking what I was given
Y'all playing like it's a scrimmage
(Woah)
But I bank on my brain
My scripture
Takes me to another level
Outta body floating
In the booth coasting
Rap fast but I move in slow motion
Pick apart the past
But I'm focused on the future
Like a omen
Artists' hit me up I keep it open
(For real)
Spread love to 'em all
Even across the oceans
I remember way back
When I was stuck in no-man's-land
Feeling lost feeling hopeless
I promise I won't go back to that feeling again
If you knew me back then yo
Get reacquainted
Cuz I'm so far lost
That I feel like I'm an alien
Trapped on this planet
With the feeling one day that I'll get

Taken back to my own planet (For real)
Till then I'll just chill with y'all
But if you wanna get to know me god damn it
My name down here
Is Ed The Artist

So I wanna go back to my planet (For real)
But I guess that I'll just chill with y'all
And if you really wanna get to know me
Pick a track and listen homie
Take a listen spitting that raw shit
I'm like

How the f*ck y'all getting showed up
(How?)
By a killa just made a name out the boondocks
Told my people I'd blow up (K.I. shit)
10K plays
No corporate sponsorships
I'm so independent
Even I don't get it
Bitch I show my gift
It helps me grow my vision
Wicked flows I spit 'em
And you hoes like crickets
Chirping in the comments
Let it go
I get it
Meet me at the show
And no I don't sign tickets
I'm a certified villain
If you really wanna kick it
Better know what I'm feeling
If you don't then it's no
I light a bliddie
Take the smoke to the dome like...

Let's keep it moving
Rhythmic Intelligence

So I wanna go back to my planet (For real)
Till then I'll just chill with y'all
But if you wanna get to know me god damn it
My name down here
Is Ed The Artist

So I wanna go back to my planet (For real)
But I guess that I'll just chill with y'all
And if you really wanna get to know me
Pick a track and listen homie
Take a listen spitting that raw shit
I'm like

Real talk
It's hard for me to speak about
Without sounding judgemental
But if you know me
In my real life
Please homie let me vent
Let me get through
Cuz I tell everybody that's close to me
Be careful with them drugs
But when I say that shit
They don't notice me
They just laugh it off quick
With a shrug
Until they OD
And everybody mourns their loss
I sit and I remember all the people we lost
And telling them repeatedly
Please
It'll cost you
Smoke a little weed
But they need that
Hard shit
Early 20's and they gone
Friends and fam gonna wonder
What would have become of them
But now they suffer
All because the one who died wanted to numb
Whatever the pain was inside
Maybe have a little fun
Cuz their life isn't great
Needed something to help run
Away from all the BS
That they deal with on the daily
But these days
It don't take much

So be f*cking careful