| Everything’s enough today
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| I won’t even duck the rain
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| Imma jump the cavalier and do everything but complain
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| Imma smoke my lungs away
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| Lately ain’t have much to say
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| But shit I’m really thankful
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| Cuz on god we ain’t come up this way
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| Never been the one to wait
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| Cuz that shit make me anxious
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| Seen my momma clocking three jobs
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| Everyone of them was thankless
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| Seen my father break his back for a man who really just ain’t shit
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| And judges tell us they don’t believe in rehabilitation
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| What’s the point of this, huh?
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| I knew the world was a bitch
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| But why they love call you coward
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| When you break off and you dip
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| There’s never judgement on this side
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| Just love for the lost
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| Today I seen all of the homies when I looked up
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| And dozed off
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| I thought what’s a feeling making a million or bagging a bitch from
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| Back then
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| Staring up at the ceiling and wondering where it went
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| The truth and I swear it’s been
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| As you put a gun to my head biggest fear is still gon' be content
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| I’m trapped in my story
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| My life just one big performance I gauge my day off who shows up and who
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| pretends to enjoy it but
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| Right now it’s different like, like I can’t miss
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| I want everything just the way it is
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| Fuck all the ones and wishing
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Today
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| Am I praying am I begging I don’t know
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| Am I waiting am I ready I don’t know
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| I’m not sure just what I’m chasing but I hope
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| That I find it before I go
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| That I find it in my soul
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| Am I praying am I begging I don’t know
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| Am I waiting am I ready I don’t know
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| I’m not sure just what I’m chasing but I hope
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| That I find it before I go
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| That I find it in my soul
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| Yeah
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| They want me deceased
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| Out on my knees
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| How do I breathe? |
| (I don’t know)
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| They’re playing for keeps
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| Moving discreet
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| But this ain’t a drill woah gotta compete
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| Spin right for my mind dog
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| I’ll be back give me time god
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| How much does time cost
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| My mind a ticking time bomb (time bomb)
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| Third floor in a condo bumpin' Sade feeling guilty as fuck
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| Help some niggas back at home grown blown
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| Where the mind still be killing be fucked
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| I told my family come through I got blunts
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| I be in town for the rest of the month
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| Like fuck it we pop in an Uber
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| My niggas said fuck is that shit 'bout as stuck as they come
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| Internet preaching believing you’re blessed
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| These hustlers really don’t do email addresses
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| Trails don’t mix and lead to a confession
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| Tell my story while my soul fly
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| Get some racks 'fore your goals die
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| Death don’t mean closed eyes
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| I could keep a tab open
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| But I’m probably going home
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| That’s enough for the road, guys
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Because everything’s enough today
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| Today |