| I’m making today wonderful
|
| Grateful for things old, and plus the new
|
| For what I have, and what I’ve gotta get
|
| And for my frame of mind, I ain’t trying to sit
|
| You say what, what time is it?
|
| Time to find that strength that’s inside to lift
|
| The bar so high that I can throw it up
|
| No matter how much I learn, I’ll never know enough
|
| And every morning is a fortune
|
| 'Cause often, bodies are laid up in a coffin
|
| I’d like to see the day we all win
|
| Celebrate, take time before it all ends
|
| If soul is a hole, I fall all in
|
| Listening to the wind while I am walking
|
| By, a prime example of my vibe
|
| I ain’t tripping off time right now
|
| I’m feeling like
|
| I’m glad I can say I
|
| Found a highlight
|
| My ideas now can fly
|
| That’s in my life
|
| Thru songs I spread the word
|
| What I believe in
|
| Inspired by what I heard
|
| Gave me reason
|
| So I guess I’m gonna create
|
| Keep on building
|
| No matter how long it takes
|
| Time reveals that
|
| If u reach for the highest heights
|
| There’s a highlight
|
| Success is only right
|
| In all of our life
|
| The past is a good friend of
|
| Mine, reminds me of when I used to chill outside
|
| So many times. |
| Plenty lows & highs and
|
| Sometimes I close my eyes to peep where I’ve been
|
| I’m from a place called Suitland, Maryland,
|
| Reaching the world with the music
|
| Now as a child, I used to play the french horn
|
| Who knew that later on I would write songs
|
| Rhyming, striving, surviving, climbing up
|
| Ladders, no matter the heights
|
| Cause in God we trust
|
| Whether planes, trains, or bus
|
| We’re still in motion
|
| Crossed the ocean, performing with my close friends
|
| Thankful that I ain’t thru
|
| Many greats, I look up to them salute
|
| Every interview when they question my influence
|
| I had to speak on the cats that inspired me to do this
|
| At the end of the day, see I stay
|
| Finding my own tone
|
| A leader like stroll, quite incite-ful
|
| You know that everything shimmering ain’t gold
|
| And nothing comes free, you’ve gotta get it on your own
|
| How many gon, claim to put our city on
|
| We grown, so we’ve gotta come up with many goals
|
| Though plenty would envy how I gets busy
|
| Genuinely I’m sending light thru a song whenever the mic is on
|
| I invite the globe, to my place of birth
|
| Though dysfunctional, we’re making it work and I learnt
|
| That ain’t nobody gonna do it for you
|
| And not every friend’s gonna be loyal
|
| You let pride win, then it destroys you
|
| Is this for the crew or are you doing you?
|
| Some questions that I ask while I write
|
| Just looking at my life pointing out the highlights |