Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Connor James Robert Nelson
Songwriter
Songtexte
Coolin' with my bro, had to get a couple racks on the low
Drop a mixtape, rap my ass off like every single show
You said you heard about me, go ahead and just tell me what you know
Cause they all know I stay on go
And have you sacrificed everything for a dream, yeah
Could you tell me everything that it means to you
And if you get it, would it lead to your freedom?
Don't be afraid to question reason
Just go get up and go get shit, let it be your medicine
They gon' try and talk you down, but let them stay irrelevant
Lately I've been feeling way out of my element
Woah, please excuse my etiquette
I'ma smoke till the whole thing gone
With my bro and we up till dawn
I might Lean, but I can't fall
Don't sip Lean and I don't sip bronze
I just smoke green with my big bro
I get so high, I might hit Mars
You don't wanna test my bro, the outcome
Full metal when I move like Alphonse
Yeah, I'm about my people
Don't make a move, this shit too deep
I know they got my back, even when I can't see
I wear that on my sleeve, You fuck with it, you bleed
And we gon' rock out, we gon' rock out to this beat
Every day I fight fate, tryna take me away
A lot of demons in my head, lately shown on my face
Still wake up in the day, but I ain't feeling okay
I guess it's enough cause there's still a bag to make
It'll pay off one day, tryna be one of the greats
Already got em popping out in a couple other states
We done came a long way, I was sleeping on cardboard in a whole other state
And have you sacrificed everything for a dream, yeah
Could you tell me everything that it means to you
And if you get it, would it lead to your freedom?
Don't be afraid to question reason
Just go get up and go get shit, let it be your medicine
They gon' try and talk you down, but let them stay irrelevant
Lately I've been feeling way out of my element
Woah, please excuse my etiquette
Written by: Connor James Robert Nelson