Lyrics

You either the nigga you know you are Or find out you ain't who you think you is Echoes from my mirror keep my spirit cleansed Wasting Gods potential is the only sin Just shed another tear again Always a rare occasion when a nigga vent When you gain success you lose so many friends While others start requesting in Watched blood amongst ken get thin and blend At this point, I only shake my head and grin Sarcastic though it gets intense Thought I had space but I need more indents, from many men Who claim life's chess but done let checker players win again Confused Anything to keep up with the joneses trend You lose Your angles too obtuse So tryna find parallels between us is of no use, so true See I was given less and made more Just imagine my fate if my mind state stayed poor Hands dirty, heart pure, sacrifices fought for Grateful for it all but still pinching grains of salt Lord Bring sand to the beach until all accounts are offshore Amongst all I want I want more, for everybody on board Cause once you know-a-arc your aim gon make your blessings flood doors Ain't too many obstacles the high ain't got us up for Praise to the essence The only reason why I can capture these blessings The only why reason you niggas can stand in my presence A 1 of 1 in my city, already callin me legend How I'm 'posed to feel? Between a ways to go and niggas never made it here Shit, but nigga make it where? So many times I've made it clear, this ain't a story 'bout- Most of the shit this rap game give you glory 'bout Integrity's worth more than being awarded clout Could drown the world with all the lies these niggas pouring out I'm just a nigga with perspective, chose myself and manifested Saw it won't no lane for us and carved it out Shit, look See I'm from the same broken home most have known Father gone, momma work to survive, so the streets I roamed And there I've grown, my imperfections where I atone We was taught to distribute deals before we made a song Since we was kids close friends never made it home I always knew my path was different Never thought it'd be through poem Typa shit is God given you could never clone My words solid nigga everything I say in stone Sincerely
Writer(s): Jordan Smith, Julia Jurewitsch, Luke Gobrial Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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