| There was no time for resting
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| I saw the people and places that I was destined
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| And every move that made without question
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| Paid from my investment
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| I’m a just a young kid in Dennison
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| Verse One
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| East 15 and I’m chilling, I’m in my teens
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| Big Bro has left home, still living up in the D
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| He always came to visit, at times would disagree with my father
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| Have a heated conversation then he’d leave
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| But we love each other deeply
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| Sometimes in family’s we rub each other the wrong way
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| Especially when you tired and you having a long day
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| And you just wanna rest, kick back, relax chill
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| Now Debt Collectors knocking for my Step-Mom's tax bill
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| They threatening to take away my shit and it wasn’t my debt
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| But took six hundred out and gave em' all of it
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| And I’m thinking what a Bitch! |
| and she didn’t even pay me back
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| My Pops took the hit, man she on another tip
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| Around that time I started thinking life was unfair
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| I formed the attitude that I got only one year to go get it
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| No limits, my whole spirit
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| And couldn’t figure out why some people are so timid
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| Went to my first funeral, it left me jaded
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| I came home and felt weighted from my school friend David passing away
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| The sky went grey and then the sky fell
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| And felt the same when it was Kidco from Tribel
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| Rest in peace, we used to play each other beats
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| And his music was the dopest in the streets, no question
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| Tomorrow‘s never promised, everyday is a blessing
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| That’s why I make an album every year, no resting
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| Verse Two
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| I couldn’t cope with the roaches
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| Made it harder to focus on my dopeness
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| Pest control so hopeless
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| And I noticed them every other moment
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| Eventually they went away
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| I’m closest to my Brother out of all of my family
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| In 2002 we all got hit with a tragedy
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| I lost my Grandmother and my Uncle within sixty days of each other
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| I’m standing under coffin and it’s a shoulder crusher
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| It was the heaviest thing I’ve ever had to hold up
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| Now in heaven they sing, I’m finding as a grown up
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| Life’s a difficult thing, so everyday I woke up
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| Put my heart and my soul into music to blow up
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| Thinking back to Consist and JQ
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| J was my best friend, but he went away to Prison back in the day
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| When we were adolescents and chillin' around the way
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| And everything was sweet! |
| it’s never doom and gloom
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| I’m learning everything I can about life living out of me and Reuben’s room
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| I made so many friends and I met a lot of people
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| I was a good kid, but did a couple things illegal
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| It’s like you live and you learn, we live in world where
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| Everyone is kinda submerged in something they heard
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| But I’mma live like I’m making a testament
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| To just doing my very best, yup! |
| No resting |