Attention! - Flow State Lyrics

Flow state
Dirty carbs on my plate
I'm afraid to lose weight
Like i'm doing all day in the state

I got mine to meditate
Not a prayer advocate
I ain't got time left to waste
Flow state, flow state

Flow state
Now I aim to feel great
Had to wipe a clean slate
Build up on my skill traits

Rotate
Record on rewind when I press play
Fresh take
So much on the line and I came late

Flow state
Got a killer catchphrase
Can't afford to eat steak
But i'm putting in the time until it pays

I'm just trying to get cake
Get it on and get paid
And I never fear fate
I control my own way

Flow state
Man, I live to create
And i'm working for the raise
Yeah, i'm lifting up the stakes
And I give more than I take

And i'll murder till i'm made
So i'm subtle with the blade
But i'm ready for the raid
Flow state

Flow state
I don't snap, I just sway
I just bend, I don't break
I like real healthy people, never fake

When I greet my comrade
Brother sturdy with the shake
Tires smoking in the wake
And we never need to focus on the hate

Flow state
Man, I'm glad about today
Keeping steady on the game
We can now only ever accelerate

Look ahead and aim straight
Till a leaderboard rate
Puts us in the top percentage, yeah
A leadership place

Flow state
Now I aim to feel great
Got a killer catchphrase
I ain't got time left to waste
And I live to create

Had to wipe a clean slate
And i'm working for the raise
Build up on my skill traits
And i'm putting in the time until it pays

Eating kitchen scraps
Starting forest fires with the choirs
Falling for the traps
Guess I do know myself better now

Bad habits don't relax
So Attention is a rapper now
I'm trading with the Jacks
All I needed was an attitude

I'm working on my bank
Fridge so empty there's an echo in it
Envy for the tank
Benzo glossy on the parking spot

And part-time for the man
Doing numbers on my body clock
Addicted to the plan
Work so much I never rest enough

I don't rest enough
I don't rest enough
I don't rest enough
I don't rest enough

I don't work enough
I don't work enough
I don't work enough
I don't work enough

I've been taking stock
I've been writing what i'm grateful for and breaking writer's block
Wasn't always such a realist, but

Now i'm on a lock
There's a fine line between dream and real
I used to dream a lot
Now i'm passion into action

And I grow with what i've got
Now a student of my universe
Untangling the plot
Tracing a to b is lost to free

Connecting all the dots
I feel guilty when i'm not creating
Hell is for procrastinating
Unfulfilled potential, fraud credentials,

Laze is lacerating
Heaven surely waiting
In a glassy penthouse suite,
Expensive furniture, and car valeting

Ever is evaporating
Finitude exasperating
If I were immortal I would be a God
Of hunger sating