Dari
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Baez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Vance
Engineer
Lirik
I swear to teach my own
The worth in a dollar bill
How to move when conversations
Turn ugly ill
All the time I spent make easy for them
Time spent on my knees
Scraping up what's left
Turned that flipped and doubled
Just to make it out
And hell nah
I ain't spitting shit for the clout
Doing this for 10 years
A master of my class
I ran up in they shit
Jus to bring it back
OKC raised
Denver love
Chicago native
All that hype shit
I swear its out dated
Gimme somethin I can feel
Somethin that give patience
Apologize, my arrival had to be belated
Had some shit to do
Before I came up in here raging
Don't fuck up my cadence
I'm still ill with persuasion
Yellin still alive
Sitting ontop my spaceship
Where to go next
The astral is where I'm laying
Apart from how it seem
My life been living hell
With subtle open glimpse
Into heaven itself
All I got is myself
So for me I prevail
I know a few prolly out there praying that I fail
But I prey on these visions
Like lioness hunt gazelles
Or how judge meet jury
Those decisions are nailed
Life stuck in limbo how I'm feeling for real
My soul forever mine
And that's no matter the deal
Fuck around and go ghost
Till the end of my days
I hate getting advice
Like fuck what anyone say
Started off alone and it's gon end the same way
So I said fuck Ima die on the chase
For something bigger than me
Me and mine move different
Hard to see what I see
Watched it all change
While deep in my sleep
The man they over looked
Till they stepped on his feet
A God can learn lessons
When dealing with kings
Written by: David Baez