
Growth Rings
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- drill
- aggressive
- boastful
- trap soul
- dark trap
- sports
- energetic
- 2020s
- male vocalist
- passionate
- thug rap
- classical
- raw
- gangsta rap
- uplifting
- new york drill
- underground rap
- instrumental hip hop
- jersey drill
- good artist
- upbeat
- conscious hip hop
- conscious
- hardcore hip hop
- east coast hip hop
- history
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah
Rings on rings
They don't know what's coming
Chorus
Comfort got 'em sleeping, they don't know the cost
Order is a fishbowl, everything is lost
Stagnation in the water, swimming in the frost
Only in the complex do I ever grow exhaust
Verse 1
Fifty thousand conversations, I documented the proof
Coaching interactions showing me the brutal truth
Predictable means perish, that's the dangerous part
Same routine, same dreams, same broken heart
TEDx stage, talking 'bout the rings
Bill told 'em safety is the devil wearing angel wings
They want the guaranteed, the path already paved
But everything that's great was born inside a cave
Pre-Chorus
Chaos or the order, which one do you choose?
One will make you comfortable, one will make you lose
Chorus
Comfort got 'em sleeping, they don't know the cost
Order is a fishbowl, everything is lost
Stagnation in the water, swimming in the frost
Only in the complex do I ever grow exhaust
Verse 2
Forced into the fire when the pink slip hit
Assisted by the coach when my spirit split
Self-triggered like Claudette on that Montgomery bus
Wouldn't give the seat up, wouldn't bend to us
Three ways to the ring where the outcome's unknown
Growth don't live in buildings, growth lives in the bone
I stepped out the bubble where the water got still
Now I'm running through the wilderness against my own will
Pre-Chorus
Chaos or the order, which one do you choose?
One will make you comfortable, one will make you lose
Chorus
Comfort got 'em sleeping, they don't know the cost
Order is a fishbowl, everything is lost
Stagnation in the water, swimming in the frost
Only in the complex do I ever grow exhaust
Bridge
They fear the discomfort
I fear the cage
They pray for the stillness
I pray for the rage
Predictable is poison
Comfort is a chain
Ring... ring... ring...
Break it from the pain
Post-Chorus
Grow
Grow
Grow
Grow
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