Lyrics

Yeah, a couple things about me I never been comfortable in the back seat I'm claustrophobic can't let em trap me I've been running all my life like a track meet Now I'm comfortable in my shoes I finish paying my dues The lesson that I've been learning no longer concerns you And thats a tough pill to swallow Me and Annie praying the sun will come out tomorrow Cause, where we from the sun don't normally shine I'm pulling up on Debo and taking back whats mine All I really have is only a wing and a prayer, my final destination only God could get me there Plus, pops always said I shouldn't walk in fear and if I'm trying to run the city I shouldn't stop at mayor Govern yourself accordingly, Preside with integrity, leave your stamp on the world and Make it more than a memory Member me the kid on the keys with the melodies Humbled on the gram whenever ya all mentioned me And I know I ain't everybody cup of tea, as long as I got the right cup for me To change and conform means the same thing, but ya be switching up more than a mood ring Getting to the bag is most important.Why? Cause getting to the bag makes you potent Cause once you have the bag you gon want a little more Cause you thinking that the bag can hide the fact your insecure I'm Issa Rae with the pen, leaving n****s in dis·ar·ray with the pen You want to know why they call me Betta, cause every time I do it I'm only getting better They said if I go against the grain, the gate keepers won't let me into the game Yeah and this ain't the end of the road, I had take a different path pay a different toll I told the homey J that the world is really cold I have my Timberlands and my North Face on I, weather the storm, you think I was wrong, I be like B.I, you just been warned Uh, witness this ugly duckling turn to a Swan, I, know my future without reading my palm Been getting premonitions ever since an adolescents, anything that went wrong in my life I add it as a lesson You counting paper, I'm counting all my blessings, For every Jordan homey there's a Scottie Pippen For every John Stockton there's a Karl Malone Theres a difference from watching and sitting on the throne Theres a difference from lonely and just being alone You about to see what type of shit Big Moe be on The perfect weapon on the block and now I'm fully loaded Opportunity is knocking so I'm jumping on it They say success is the best revenge Well I'm a keep on winning till my last breathe, Yeah The perfect weapon on the block and now I'm fully loaded Opportunity is knocking so I'm jumping on it They say success is the best revenge Well I'm a keep on winning till my last breathe, yeah Well I'm a keep on winning till my last breathe, yeah Keep on Well I'm a keep on winning till my last breathe, yeah Keep on Keep on Keep on Well I'm a keep on winning till my last breathe, yeah Well I'm keep on Well I'm keep on Well I'm keep on winning Well I'm keep on winning till my last breathe yeah Well I'm keep on Well I'm keep on Well I'm keep on winning Well I'm keep on winning till my last breathe yeah Well I'm keep on winning till my last breathe yeah
Writer(s): Maurice Bowles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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