Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joyner Lucas
Joyner Lucas
Vocals
Logic
Logic
Vocals
Twista
Twista
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Terrel Mitchel
Carl Terrel Mitchel
Lyrics
Gary Lucas Jr
Gary Lucas Jr
Lyrics
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Sir Robert Bryson Hall II
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ADHD Productions
ADHD Productions
Producer
Leo Son
Leo Son
Producer

Lyrics

Tell me, what do you see when you look in my eyes? (Yeah) Got a lot on my mind Hopin' I never be goin' out of my mind Been tryna mature without growin' out of my prime I thought I was ready, it really wasn't my time I know, I live in my head I said I'd be rich and I did what I did But I don't do this shit for me, I do this shit for my kids I teach 'em how to go and get it when they ready to leave Been tired of livin' up in hell when I know heaven is free And nothin' really more important than protectin' they peace I wanna teach 'em how to grow up and be better than me When I was chasin' all the paper, with no second to breathe And I tell myself to never give up and accept the defeat And my premonitions already written indefinitely But I never listen, I know my vision and never could see And truthfully, I wasn't even supposed to make it this far (ayy) Or take it this far I know that God got me, I'm thankin' Him for it (yeah) Soon as I get it, then I'll be payin' Him for it You know you made it when all the haters support (haters support) The haters support (yeah) Joyner been workin' and I ain't takin' no shorts When they tell me be humble, then I'ma take in too far Shit, I used to feel like Will, now I'm feelin' like, uh Made mistakes, can't get it right, yeah Niggas can't stand me, I'm livin' like, oh Tryna win the Grammy like Killer Mike, uh I'm a underdog like Killer Mike, yeah Took a lot of L's tryna win the fight, oh Got back up, I'm still alright, yeah I'll be alright, I'm still alright, yeah And I don't really care 'bout nothin' except for keepin' my legacy Hopin' I'll be livin' long enough to see what the end'll be Had to take a shot for every nigga tryna get rid of me I wish they could look inside my soul and see what they did to me (brrr) I got a fire inside me and it's seepin' within me When I look inside the mirror, all I see is the little me Wishin' I could break out, but I hope the evil don't hinder me If I overcome it, then I'll be achievin' the victory, yeah What you really want? What it really is? I remember livin' my life with a milly fears Over the years, I thought I had a million ideas So I had to find peace and release nonsense I do it for the art, not the content All I really wanted was acceptance Now as a man, I can vent this, fuck that, end this Do what you love in this life, don't let hate in your life No, don't work for a job 'til you 80, then look back like Goddamn, I really done gave 'em my life If I save just one life with this verse, then it's worth it If this is your future, you need to reverse it Ain't nobody perfect Man, fuck all that cake, it ain't worth it Just take what you buried deep down and unearth that I know that you heard it The voice from within, not above, so do what you love Ain't no way I could keep it up feelin' this feelin' It's creepin' up, tellin' me I will not be enough No, wasn't bein' me enough I think I see enough of what I don't want in my life Give a damn if it's right, it's the reason I write Need a reason to fight 'cause I need it in sight With these monsters in sight, it get darker than what I would like But I know I'm alright Ain't no way that you could never know my struggle As a child, goin' through shit way harder than blowin' out a bubble I would know lot of trouble before I got to the lyrical ability The water that was flowin' out a funnel I could channel the aggression and depression For only a moment when I had to realize rappin' ain't it When there wasn't no more money from a record deal I couldn't get another one, so I was about to quit Had to get a job Didn't wanna be a slob, even though I would rather be spittin' bars Then one day, somebody saw me at work and said "Twista, why are you in here washin' cars?" That hurt my heart That shit tore me apart So I prayed up to God That if I ever got another chance at music, I won't take it for granted I'ma dunk if I get the lob Ran into AK from Do Or Die He said, "Come to the studio, I'ma put you on a song" "Start my new gig in the mornin', but I'ma come after" This is my chance to get back on Thankful that I was livin' at my brother's house But I want my own, so I'ma finna go in I walked in the lab and the beat was by Trackster Title of the song was "Po Pimp" I said, "Ooh, snap" I told 'em I'm about to jack Spit it funky like I'm a Mac I'ma come off so hard on this track It's gon' change my condition and change the way people rap Might be broke as shit and ain't collectin' no dough from tips But I be spittin' more game than a mouth full of poker chips And I was glad that the world recognized how dope this is And the prayer was effective If you stressed and depressed, then let this calm and soak in your brain First time that I ever played "Po Pimp" for somebody, I was on the way to work on the train And I didn't quit it until the record was droppin' But when I did it, I knew it was right 'Cause through my prayers and my faith and my words It gets darker than what I would like, but I know I'm alright Tapes that s– By the time you get this video, it might be too late Now people are gathering at Blue Slide Park
Writer(s): Carl Terrell Mitchell, Robert Bryson Hall Ii, Gary Maurice Jr Lucas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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