Against the Wind

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Mr. Wills

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You'll be fine, you'll be good, you'll get by.

Day after day
Seems like I push against the clouds
But they just keep blocking out the sun
It seems since I was born
I'd wake up every blessed morning
Down on my luck
And up against the wind
Don't you stop
Don't you run
Don't you cry

Gutter grinding beginnings
Reconciling my sinning
Praying alpha omega could bring the end to fruition
Understand my position
Cause I'm the king of queens in a house full of women gotta hustle for a living
Phone running outta minutes
Opportunities limited, at least for me, and nothing free
I'm just trying to kill it for my family, you kidding me?
Even with the skills I've received I can't paid without that four year degree so I'll use it
Reformat and then reintroduce it to avoid confusion
My heart is in the music like a diary of true shit
If hip hop is dead, I'm defibrillating new shit
I grew up on Tupac and Aaliyah
I been cold since Rev Run rocked Adidas
Heavy winds steady trying to blow me off course
But I never been afraid of the Big Bad Wolf
Tell that mother f*cker bring it

Night after night
Feels like I rage against the moon
But it don't ever light the dark
I curse the falling rain
But it won't stop for my complaining
Down on my luck and
Up against the wind
You'll be fine, you'll be good, you'll get by

Gutter grinding beginnings
Struggles never forgotten
I never planned to get on track and talk about my problems
So please pardon my honesty
I'm just trying to make it so budgeting doesn't bother me
Hurry up, hustle up
Trading properties like Monopoly
Say you goin hard, you the opposite: Goapele
Too grown to change, thinking this is who I'm supposed to be
Shoehorn the game, about to make you make some room for me
Take the top spot, never drop, never moving me
Please move aside, you belong in my periphery
So I can keep it fresh, high definition imagery
And watch me keep 'em guessing like Digorno or delivery
Speaking specifically about the industry
I'm a turn tables, hurdle every single obstacle you giving me
I'm Olympic see?
Kurt Angle flow, danger close
Laying prone with a scope
Aimed a nigga throat, let it go

Day after day
Seems like I push against the clouds
But they just keep blocking out the sun
It seems since I was born
I'd wake up every blessed morning
Down on my luck
And up against the wind
Don't you stop
Don't you run
Don't you cry

Gutter grinding beginnings, gratitude for my blessings
Me and my lady looking at bills and we both stressing
Blood sins and tears I bare for you like confessions
I was complaining until I started using pain as a weapon
In the land of a million pigeons
I had to figure how to stay flyer than rocket engines
Up here alone there's no such thing as competition
I'm shedding more light than Thomas Edison inventions
Locked in a room with no windows, no matches
Just my thoughts and a mattress
Surrounded by the blackness, but I'm Batman
Flying paper planes at night just trying get fly
Fucking with different men and women like I'm trying to get Bi, with no lie
Darkness shows no love so f*ck Cupid
My hands reaching high for the sky like Yes movements
A locomotive motion as I coming through
Roller coaster floating, still I rise; Maya Angelou
Tell God I'm coming through

Day after day
Seems like I push against the clouds
But they just keep blocking out the sun
It seems since I was born
I'd wake up every blessed morning
Down on my luck
And up against the wind
Don't you stop
Don't you run
Don't you cry

You'll do fine, you'll be good, you'll get by

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