“Have a mind, that is open to everything and attached to nothing” - Wayne Dyer

Flo state
check
yo
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I’m making short term goals easing souls with flows
on illadelph high you can’t knock the hustle
as i funnel these like Def Jams like Russell
Ric the ruler rubin crusin phenomenal
Flintstone cold wana barney ruble
crash the bandicoot as I work the puzzle
tunnel vision, no kerfuffle

canon focused, Gordon Parks when i’M SHOOTING Opponents
blur them the moment, fucks these donuts I be chosen
Talented no need still with manakins
i keep it moving, crusing with these bars handling
ambitionz as a rider
from a mongoose bmx to a private pilot
tamdem diving

trekking Himalayas I’m not lieing
living to the most, swimming in flows
looking as whale sharks nose to nose
the life i chose,
on my Wayne Wonders in Wayne worlds
no letting go
Wake me up when I get Home
Flo
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Flo state

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this master suite like adobe
flo the poet flying like boeing
sowing these rhymes real cozy

leaving chemtrails when I excel
with no cigarettes or rollies
no Hawaiian Sophie,
no fake sets or oakleys

I am Legend in the Jungle like mowgli
walk what I talk man like Sony
But now spotify knows me
algorithm
let me infect em with my own seed
and grow them proceeds

boom town stadiums casting my Vibranium
Outkast like ATLiens in my palladium
Radiant child and there’s no fading him
curious and dedicated sure elevated embrace it

I’m amazing no debating,
humble statement i know
why you waiting
save the your catalogue
quit lazing with flo

cause there’s more
digital store
free mental thoughts
with this cashmere melodies intercourse

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Flo state
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before music had a pay check
we were bustin to folk in a tribe,
not on a quest or indépendant in debt,
dancing in circuits, way before the sugar hill
slavery and brands we worship,
soul music, storytelling to keep fire burning,
do you remember the times

i channel ancestory memories
frequencies beyond telie-visions
and the weight of my pedigree
see no enemy, Fela kuti grounding my legacy
vibrations you can never measure these
when I’m on the wave of tidal tendencies
in my hawk house,

with a little more elbow room in London for the bounce,
came along way from A Boy Called Ric i’m proud,
Live-Ation with Jungle Brown
Doing up Lovebox, Glasto and Boomtown, wild,
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yea Flo state
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ay ay