Lyrics:
we take it to the heart again
Hard to stand up, stand strong and be positive
Hard-made shell but inside it's the opposite
Sad ass nigga, I can say
back, throw it back ma)
I'd like to spend the rest of my night with you
(Yea so how bout you, so how bout you)
I'll take your bitch give her back,
Son, I live above the rim and pay the 4 like my nigga, what?
Crack is hope, niggas wishin' y'all wish a nigga would crack a joke
Like he wanna battle
no point to prove
I have nothing left to lose
Work on music that I choose
Brand new rhythm
Shut down systems
Here's my heart and soul for you
I
be
On top of the industry
This one's for my niggas in the street
I'm lookin at the situation so
I gotta flip a beat
Make your heart skip a beat
So we
music loud, my parents proud
There's not an artist alive drawing a better crowd
Than the Everlasting operator droppin a groove
To make you get up
slip, I'll whip
Cuz homeboy, ya slippin'
I understand that music calms the savage beast
But keep in mind that I compose my music piece by piece
though you broke my heart
I'm gone pick up the pieces.
I was thinking: maybe this isn't the life for me.
I was thinking: maybe I should leave
could lead you a positive life I promise you try
Aligning up my chakra to the 4 and 7, heart and mind
I learn my lessons count my blessings never
This out to my Dawgs
5 by 4 yeah we our own boss yeah
I write my own bars
Dreaming bout life I be looking to the stars yh
I be Looking to the stars
Ocean: I haven't seen him since
And for a while, you know
We were not middle-class we were poor
But my mom never accepted
That she worked hard to become
to grab my old school tape
Mad with no music, but happy cause free
And the streets to a player is the place to be
Got a knot in my pocket, weighing
many blessings I dole out
A saxophone for ya melodic journey
Make the horn wail gospel worthy
My blessings I name and count
A wealth of Soul by Sax
know
Stepping on my critics, beating on my foes
The plan is to stay focused, only then I can grow
Straight from the heart, I represent hip hop
I be
The Goyard is on all fours
I do this shit for encores
I did this shit in Tom Ford
They said I'm wrong for it
I'm so fly I looked up and said get on boy
Manifesto, this is what we want to see happen
for my peoples still breakin graf writin and rappin
I rock the mic right and exact my life's my
I keep joy inside my heart
Helps me go through the day
Music is like my guard
It's something that never eva fade
I'm grateful for the moment, it
my emotions in the music because words mean nothing
I'll just wait for my time and I hope that they remember me
Four walls trapped like I'm
the battle, but we won the war
I grab a bullet, travel, bodies hit the floor
Can't be scared of your shadow, you gotta have heart
Killas on my soil, will
gettin a percentage
Takin advantage, punishin just blacks and hispanics
My heart is cold as ice, so I know I'm sheist, Big Pun was the kid
That no
Why do you keep on breakin' my heart
Why do you, why do you keep on breakin' me
Were torn to pieces and were free of us
I tried, I tried, but you
time to ball
Couple hundred for my boxer drawers
Young nigga used to shop at Ross
First to shoot when it's poppin' off
Couple times, a nigga almost
with an accent
Just cartwin, can't even relax in my room,
That brown paper bag money push my mattress through the roof
This for my niggas getting
how I reach my potential
I stay on the hunt for dope tracks and instrumentals
Travel the world, found black diamonds in the Everglades
Fought
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