Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Zendaya, artist - Cozz. Album song Effected, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dreamville, Interscope Release;
Song language: English
Zendaya |
Yeah |
Check |
How else I make it this far? |
How else I make it this far? |
How else I make it this far? |
How else I make it this far? |
Listen, music my flesh and blood, it’s been my only love since ye high |
I used to play Jay high and Ye high |
Thinkin' one day I would go from fan to fuckin' player |
I guess I found a way huh, my nigga Cozz wants Zendaya |
A side note, I’m rootin' for you, I use these bars and start recruitin' for you |
But treat her right |
And just remember, on your lonely nights this mic will be your friend |
You tell it all your secrets that you keepin' deep within |
Your fantasies, regrets, your happy moments and your sins |
And if he doesn’t comprehend, at least he can pretend |
Let’s begin to be the men we never seen |
In the 80's they smoke crack but now today they sippin' lean |
And poppin' Xannies |
Fuck niggas runnin' from their families |
The streets don’t give a fuck about the Grammys |
Wish I could talk to granny, wish I could smoke in peace |
But when I hit the blunt lately my mind it tortures me |
Everything ain’t supposed to be, apparently |
I take it as a sign and stick the shit that’s steerin' me |
In the direction of some clarity |
This music is my therapy, I thank the Lord 'cause he care for me |
How else I make it this far? |
How else I make it this far? |
How else I make it this far? |
How else I make it this far? |
How else I make it this far? |
How else I make it this far? |
You know I gotta thank God |
How else I make it this far? |
(Far) |
Music is my soul and fuel |
I guess it only saves a chosen few |
From goin' to school or sellin' dope, crazy |
Back in school, I was bumpin' Cole daily |
Now I’m writin' rhymes in the notebook that Cole gave me |
And bro you so crazy, but all I can do is thank you |
You threw your boy a lob, and shit, I ain’t even say to |
But fuck it, all that shit he say true |
'Cause you a dime, I’m sure you hear that every day, cool |
So look, fuck bein' fine 'cause I know you got a brain too |
And shit, let me not get my plate full, you know your brain moves |
A little different when you haven’t ate food |
So I’ma leave it up to fate to make these decisions |
And stick to my intentions |
I did it for more of the passion, not the great checks |
Knowin' that there’s more than fat asses and great sex |
Tryna be the man I ain’t yet |
But demons stuck on me like ashes on gray sweats |
'Cause man I ain’t made shit and I’m lackin' the patience |
It’s a battle to take in' the fact that I ain’t win, yet |
What am I sayin', I can’t complain when |
I travel and take trips, I look to God then I thank Him |
How else I make it this far? |
How else I make it this far? |
How else I make it this far? |
How else I make it this far? |
Yeah, how else I make it this far? |
How else I make it this far? |
You know I gotta thank God |
How else I make it this far? |
(far) |
Look, I ain’t got money to blow but I’m gettin' there, dawg |
Can’t get momma a home but I’m gettin' there y’all |
Won’t reach the end of the road, just sittin' there dawg |
How you gon' learn to grow if you ain’t listenin' y’all? |
Look, I’m still a student of the game but I been through some things |
And I could school you at this age don’t be clueless in the brain |
You gotta learn to fly before you cruisin' with the planes |
And you could be a boss, just gotta do it in your lane |
Choosin' and choose to pray instead of choosin' prey |
To use and abuse for pay |
You doin' it for the love or you doin' it to get praised? |
What would you do for fame? |
If it was family or money, they probably lose you today |
Probably go buy a car and try and coupe with the pain |
Sometimes homies and hoes is truly the same |
Try and screw you for change, yeah it’s truly a shame |
But somehow I seem to see the beauty in the rain |
I made it this far |