| Homicide is on the rise, she pray you follow God
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| But we never follow instinct, just pressure from the elders
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| And our hope respect is building
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| Karma around the corner, hope I play the block correct
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| Live my life surfaced
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| The world is ours soon I’ll have a slot with Katie Couric
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| 60 minutes 'til I’m popping
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| Never get trapped up in no box, break the locks, now we locked in
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| Yeah, pause it, back when we lost it, can’t record the time from slowing it down
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| A bigger time would keep the life in order
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| I’m trying to keep my fucking light in order
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| Cause bills are piling and I spend my life a night recorder
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| Ain’t got that mustard, I contribute to it
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| But I know that if I pass upon this shit I’m probably still losing
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| Cause there’s nothing worse than talent wasted
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| Is back to aiming through the roof and hope my ammo breaks in
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| Then I continue past it
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| I’m trying to issue classics
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| I’m trying to be the symbol that’s gon' to keep your dream inactive
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| It won’t be easy but with simple it doesn’t even matter
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| From my organs to amino acids, I’m a fucking fiend for passion
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| 'Til I redeem and eat, sleep and just put repeat action in
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| 'Til I collapse, I’ll be attached to lead the legal factives
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| 'Til Imma bleed and reach, peaks they always told me that I would never come
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| close to, never let those choose
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| Yeah, and now it’s everything I thought it could be
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| You thought me anything I thought I could be
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| Tears falling down my dad’s eyes
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| I grew up, ya son baptized, cherish what we have
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| Life never promised, get it while it’s possible
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| Because anything is solvable (true)
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| You told me do what you do
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| And believe in yourself, way I’m believing in you
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| Just believe in yourself or I believe it in you
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| And I swear to everything
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| When I leave this earth
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| It’s gon' be on both feet
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| Never knees in the dirt
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| You can try to stop me, cause when I leave it hurts, it’s far
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| Just lived your life, twice for mine
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| Give me any amount of time, don’t let my family grieve
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| At the funeral parlor tripping tears down they sleeves
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| Give me any amount of time, don’t let my family cry
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| But I don’t wanna die
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| I been baptized, yeah
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| Tears falling down my dad’s eyes
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| I grew up, ya son baptized, cherish what we have
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| Life never promised, get it while it’s possible
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| Because anything is solvable (true)
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| You told me do what you do
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| And believe in yourself, way I’m believing in you |