Proseed With Conscience Lyrics

Oh yeah, oh yeah oh yeah

Oh yeah, oh yeah oh yeah

I've been a pro but I proceed with conscience

Yeah, look

Uh, right, look

Something to figure out

Another grey day, stuck in a figure 8

Wait slow down,

Running roundabouts couldn't figure which way to go now

North side but also south bound

Pick the collective right by the Chi Town

I'm calling the time out

It grew a pair of wings thats too alarming

I'm not here to bargain or barter

Begging for your pardon forgot to play my cards

So here's a joke to get me started

Every time I trip, try not to slip fall like the autumn

And Michael told me that he's going all in

Got service in these bars so no wonder these labels calling

And that's very often (very often man)

But still the stress got me balling

So all I really know is how to proceed with conscience

Picture perfect been my recordings

Looking for my mind I think I lost it

Probably underground or in the clouds 'til the day that i'm in a coffin

Pay the price for my karma but now it's costing

Proceed with conscience

Picture perfect been my recordings

Looking for my mind I think I lost it

Probably underground or in the clouds 'til the day that i'm in a coffin

Pay the price for my karma but now it's costing

Proceed with conscience

Proceed with conscience man keep your head on a swivel, be aware of your surroundings

Be cautious and conscious

PROseed (oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah

PROseed)

I'm on my high horse, kick rappers straight to forrest

Just to plant a seed 'cuz their boring I'm trynna flourish

One day I'll get my flowers not talking about a florist

Trap door my chorus, got you 'hooked' wanting more of it

[I got you hooked ha!]

So check me out I been running 'round hard to settle down

Still on 2 feet, 10 toes stepped on a playing ground

But anyhow, 360 degrees when the sound surround

Feel like I never had a home so I had to get out the house

What's that about? Signing out as I press this spliff to my mouth

Got sativas for my mornings I can't be locked in the couch nah

Left hand what I use on these written trips

Pull the strings with no riff but somehow i'm so close to the 'clef'

[What? Bruh have you lost your mind you don't even know how to pronounce words anymore? Get it together bruh - cliff/clef what you trynna say? C'mon bruh, do better]

Picture perfect be my recordings

Looking for my mind I think I lost it

Probably underground or in the clouds 'til the day that i'm in a coffin

Pay the price for my karma but now it's costing

Proceed with conscience

Picture perfect be my recordings

Looking for my mind I think I lost it

Probably underground or in the clouds 'til the day that i'm in a coffin

Pay the price for my karma but now it's costing

PROseed with CONscience