Gangsta

(Verse 1) Mind drifts like waves, plotting visions in the sand, Seaside dreams, where the sun meets the land, Blueprints in my head, horizon’s where I stand, Building castles with my thoughts, got the world in my hand. Rhythm of the tide, hypnotic, it’s divine, Every grain of salt, tells a story through the grind, Ocean breeze whispers secrets, I align, Navigating through the chaos, like a ship on a line. (Verse 2) Sunset paints the sky, colors bleed and unwind, Every moment I capture, like a treasure I find, Seagulls in the distance, freedom intertwined, In this seaside planning, my legacy defined. Echoes of the past, but the future’s in my sight, Waves crashing down, but I’m ready for the fight, With the rhythm of the ocean, I’m igniting the night, Seaside planning, in this journey, I take flight. or