Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devon Keyne D’Var Watkins
Songwriter
Tristian D’Andre Jefferson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alonso Padilla
Mixing Engineer
Yung Nab
Producer
Lyrics
I can give until I cant
All they seem is to take
With every breathe that I take
I cant be sleeping in late
Treat your losses like they wins when you trying to be great
Friends and family cant relate
Alone's a character trait
In any case I been straight reservation with fate
If you ain't ever share a crumb don't be reaching for steak
This shit a gamble as I ramble I been thinking bout stakes
In plain sight staring at my grass weeding out snakes
All my thoughts are provoked
You **** too woke
How you say you want smoke
Hit it once and then choke
When that mirror clear up you don't see yourself thats a ghost
Just a shell at the most
With your back against the ropes
Had to switch my approach cause **** hang on to coats
Blind leading the blind how would you ever see growth
Never read no music sheets but still I'm tryna see notes
My brothers keeper stick to goal
They moving the post til we close
And one thing is for sure ima do this for myself
Stay clear on my goals hold up all my belts
Release some control let It roll til the tread peel
Life's a road or a treadmill
And one thing is for sure ima do this for myself
Stay clear on my goals hold up all my belts
Release some control let It roll til the tread peel
Life's a road or a treadmill
Picture perfect I paint the perfect picture
These brush strokes
Feel like a robbery where you run outside
and have to ask where the Van Gogh
This in deep shit
This is my frequent
Im hotter than Juvi
This is delinquent
Im who you should link with
To sell the story
Cant be lost and jealous like lakers
Fuck if it miss or land though just keep making magic
You put in emotion for online traffic
I aint in no hurry
These nuggets on a different degrees
It feel like Murray's
Because I'm creating this wave with no cap involved
You see they tilt their hats to me give me their best regards
I know I mentioned a robbery through this medium earlier but I'm best at large
Man I miss my dog
And if they all go to heaven I hope Frankie and Taurasi go give my best to god
Rinny and Khali hold it down they do their best to guard
Until the day they send the docs In
Tell my adversaries that I'm locked In
Millions ways to scale 'em down should I cut 'em at the legs
let me weigh in on my options
And one thing is for sure ima do this for myself
Stay clear on my goals hold up all my belts
Release some control let It roll til the tread peel
Life's a road or a treadmill
And one thing is for sure ima do this for myself
Stay clear on my goals hold up all my belts
Release some control let It roll til the tread peel
Life's a road or a treadmill
G4MD
FORALLOFYALL
Stroke Of The
Written by: Devon Keyne D’Var Watkins, Tristian D’Andre Jefferson

