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Christian McPherson
Christian McPherson
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Boots hit the ground Time to start the clock Ain't nobody watching, waiting for anything beautiful to drop It's game day maybe someday I can make it to the top, for now All I got is a dream in my pocket and a whole lot of Walls up, feeling stuck Got a body, feeling lazy, going fast to let it chase me I can see the vision clearly, tends to get a little blurry When I start to listen to the negativity of my jury Hesitation kills your progress Let the bad out, let the good in Only problem that I have I don't know where to begin In my fantasies, it's easy bet the road gets pretty tricky Got a lot to learn ahead of me, my family they depend on me A ton of goals Don't know where to take the first step Seems like it's running from me, I'll catch up eventually but These sprints get me winded Guess I should've known that I enlisted in a marathon and not a sprint Oh yeah I get it I know That I've, gotta put in work if I wanna come up See it with my mind before I see it with my eyes You've got big dreams, ya Don't let your pride talk up your humble self-esteem, though Battling critics and myself know what I mean, woah Got your attention about now it's time to Glean now So here we go Walk into my talent show Broken compass heading north Lost trying to find my way home There is one thing that I know You can be late to the show Have a big label I don't It's just a wall that I own Watch it fall like Jericho Hey! look at me, every move that I make seems to be perfection I don't grab seats in the common sections But I've been grinding my whole life and That just seems to be true for those who started with full hands And with the right connections You've got money, cool, happy? no, tank's on low? Think you're pretty wealthy? Go ahead and check the bank account of the cemetery Billions collected never reached their full potential Staring at tall walls can make you feel little Little thoughts lead to little dreams Bigger thoughts to bigger things Everything ain't what it seems You get what you only see See you never reach your greatest measure thinking small thoughts only finding pleasure Feeling pressure, quitting soon Why would I stop even though their's pain in discipline And gains in listening to every single word that builds up confidence I don't consent to permanent absences of common sense I like to use my head to get ahead yo, am I making sense I know That I've gotta put in work if I wanna come up See it with my mind before I see it with my eyes You've got big dreams, ya Don't let your pride talk up your humble self-esteem, though Battling critics and myself know what I mean, woah Got your attention about now it's time to Glean now So here we go Walk into my talent show Broken compass heading north Lost trying to find my way home There is one thing that I know You can be late to the show Have a big label I don't It's just a wall that I own Watch it fall like Jericho Friday's I go to my room to record and I talk about lessons don't put up your guard Tryna write big lyrics to start a commotion I double the butter it's smoother than yours I'm coming hot, maybe not what you want Not robbing your time but your clock won't stop Get loose with the lyrics my flow won't stop Keep pushing to the top while I'm Putting in work while I'm grinding Mistakes I keep finding While I work two other jobs this is my third and I'm trying To start a career for my wife that I'm lying in bed with every single night And I promise I'm finding my purpose and striving to better my character Footstep is higher than most of the average players I love on my haters Let me take a breath I can't do this on my own I need my God to help me grow Not gonna try this on my own In the fast lane going slow Take my time this busy road Building character I know To keep me humble on platforms Don't need another Jericho Nothing I can't, do when God on my side, dream big Planning it out, pin and Paper I draw, my script Marching around, my dreams Gave it God, smooth seas Promise I will, come back Moving up, now watch me
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