Kuz Control

Skies still blue, winds getting cold Transitions in my life that I don't even know I'm honestly surprised that I haven't fold Suicide on your mind it leads a different toll I say my prayers to the holy lord Hoping that he's hearing and he ain't getting bored Of the same ol hopes that I keep wishing for Still wearing the same ol' clothes that I wore before I never wore hand me downs, I bought my clothes bigger So it could fit me in the future, I'm a good thinker But thinking too much can leave you clinically insane Ask my momma how much I made her go through pain Ask my daddy how to keep an animal in a cage tamed Ask my sister how much I'm scared of fame Ask my brother if I'm a chump or if I'm bitch made All I'm saying is I'm proud of who I became I reached the point where I'm tired of depressing thoughts Look at all this fucking time I done bought But I still think of the end, maybe it'll make me happy then This the type of shit I don't wanna rap about But then again there's someone with the same kind of thought Anger, resentment, yeah I feel that too Let me tell you my friend, that's the route you don't wanna choose I've been there, done that, slitting your wrists And if you don't do it then you a straight bitch Battling thoughts, don't even know which one is true Look in the mirror and tell yourself there's not a better you I make these songs to reach something positive I don't know what it is but each song is an accomplishment And Ima rap till the day I die And fuck anyone who try to rob me of my pride I make these songs to reach something positive I don't know what it is but each song is an accomplishment And Ima rap till the day I die And fuck anyone who try to rob me of my pride Now my mind going off a tangent I readjusted my life in which way I wanna angle it A student first, and let off all my madness Repeat a verse, nail it down, and then practice I take notes, practice, and then repeat If you don't understand that then follow me A professor on how to get you through in this life Fuck a chain, fuck a watch, and a bomb ass wife Get in yo bag bruh, but never change Everything in this life will never be the same Adjust, replenish, prepare yourself for this week Shit, I got vices too I gotta replenish my weed Its a choice, it just helps when I get lonely I been smoking since 12 so when I smoke it brings me back to the old me The boom bap rap was levitating my high The amount of syllables in a bar began to multiply Fitting syllables that shouldn't be there Like a brown boy levitating in the air I'm reaching above the clouds, I ain't looking for clout It's hard to believe in yourself and live with no doubts But I'm making it possible avoiding every obstacle Bobbing and weaving shit I could do this with my eyes closed 20/20 vision aiming with accurate precision My back windows tinted so you can't tell when I'm sinning My vans stay fresh, Lakers ain't go no creases City of angels but we also live with demons I'm a young stud, I call this song Kuz control 0 problems on my mind when I just flow Listening to veterans, treat them like my brethren My opponents got it coming when I'm one step of ahead of them I got records of Eminem, Kendrick, Dre, and Russ Working on my craft to the fullest Ima make it tough Not for you, I love making it harder on myself If I don't what's the point, Im not driven by wealth Boss around my waist make it feel like a heavy weight rapper belt