| Okay we’re bringing back the realness: dopest kid alive like
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| «How's he gonna drop some fire while he hates his home life?»
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| I dunno, but I wanna see myself go far
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| Even if it means convincing myself I’m a superstar
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| Gotta keep my circle small, gotta cut the players off
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| Starting fires like we threw some fireballs and Molotovs
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| This ain’t a play for one, we got others on this grind
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| Got a couple guests in line, listen to what’s on my mind
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| You gotta see the gimmick when I walk up in the business
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| All these niggas tryna mimic this shit I do with my spirits
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| Yeah, they callin' me «The Poet», they gon' love me 'til I blow it
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| They gon' call me counterfeit, maybe call me a hypocrite
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| But I know it is essential that I gotta keep my mental
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| It just can’t be accidental, man, my bars are elemental
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| 'Cause you know I am elaborate, you know this rappin' shit’s my fate
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| You know I really can’t be late, you know I really cannot wait
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| I’ve been keeping my faith in something I believe in
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| When’s it ever gonna come around? |
| I’ve been losing my trust in people I’ve mistaken
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| Losing sight on coming back down
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| I’ve been looking for a reason to give my life but
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| Really this just happens all the time
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| I just gotta keep my spirit high and never let it die
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| This is something that’s always been on my mind
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| Here we go, I’ve been sticking with the constant
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| Praying out to call me, when I lose my conscience
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| Chasing dreams that I think that will fail, will I make it there?
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| Understand that my own definition of despair
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| But I won’t end it here, chillin' with my homies on this grind
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| Get up and begin to fly, when they see us, they all rise
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| Best believe that we gon' shine, have the thought up in my mind
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| I can tell you that this shit stays on my mind
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| I’ve been waiting, yeah
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| And I’ve been debating
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| Whether this patience is all me
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| Or some type of complacency
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| Or some shitty network latency
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| Where my MS is too high
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| And people can’t respond to me
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| At times, I feel I can’t put it together
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| Whether the weather gets better or not, it’s whatever |
| Pressure is pressure, the terrors of my errors
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| Never ever sever the pleasures of my treasures
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| Clever measures center me
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| I’ve been keeping my faith in something I believe in
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| When’s it ever gonna come around?
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| I’ve been losing my trust in people I’ve mistaken
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| Losing sight on coming back down
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| I’ve been looking for a reason to give my life but
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| Really this just happens all the time
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| I just gotta keep my spirit high and never let it die
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| This is something that’s always been on my mind
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| Now there you have it, perspective from four individuals
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| Spewing truth on this J1K instrumental
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| They say it’s nice to connect; |
| sometimes I just forget
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| To get in contact with the ones who’s been your A1, I guess
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| This is my wake up call, I won’t let this dream fall
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| Through the cracks of failure and regret 'cause
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| I’ve been needing some time to grow up and grind
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| I wanna thank for your listening at what’s on my mind |