Go 4 Youssef

Yeah, uh, you can turn me up anyway Yeah, uh, yeah, uh, Look, This is all I ever needed I know sevens at the gates greeted I took a chance n repeated I took losses defeated If only you could see it They hated on me deeply I had to believe it Uh, you niggas bond over trauma I'm tryna go gold for mama Maybe I feel like Baki Hanma I chisel lonely in sauna I seen pops n rahma They killed my partner So this pain only drives me farther And even at a million losses I would chisel flawless If only you saw us You hated on me deeply that's when you lost us Losing seven made me nauseous I chisel by the grain, even the smallest I took chances cautious I wrote rap thoughtless I told Goya I got it Till I'm in the hospice Gearing for gold way before seven was ever gearing for Hopkins I cried when I seen em' in coffins I hate I ain't had too many options Yeah, I rekindle with time Yeah, my losses defined I took losses and seen friends smilin' Oh, I'm not denying The fact I was happy when bro was inviting We sat still and saw dreams of shinin' I took losses, grindin My bro runnin' from Cobb, he outside still hidin I seen the chance risin' Maybe I really feel like viking Yeah, I was gearing for gold I took L's, so I geared for God I did time on the field when Coach Dodd Back when shorty left me for Ahmad I spun the block on a model broad I was born into my Shahad Yeah, I covered out the clinch I was on indictment's with a Rico Pinch On Christmas Eve, so I really feel like the Grinch They left me to hang like Lynch Yeah, maybe I feel like Krato I seen Goya with sticks like Nato Way before I met Reddo Or ever played games like Halo Aww, maybe I feel like Krato Yeah, hate that I seen Kenan's ashes I'm tryna see pass this Tryna make the picture wide chiseling graphics I'm tryna seek passage I hate I seen caskets Maybe I chisel like Raditz Yeah, scarred from these wounds, it's hard to move forward Dreams of goin' gold, I gotta move toward Weight of the world on my shoulders with the bar gettin' lowered Maybe I feel like the Golden State forward Me and Seven dabbin' rig in Honda Accord I painted pictures on the board I held you down and gave you meals when you couldn't afford I kicked it when I was bored All these feelings you ignored Yeah, all these feelings you ignored Watering plants so I poured So love I adored Out in Cairo explored Yeah, maybe I chisel like Grammy award