Short Conversations bout holidays
Long debates hard to concentrate
What we had then is gone today
Too much pain that my heart can't take
Yeah
Calmest of days, stormiest nights
Under the weather I feel the pressure to chase the heights
I Carry this baggage my soul is lifted I'm taking flights
Know you've been waiting I promise I'm on my way tonight
When I touch back to earth I'm greeted to a thousand welcomes
90 percent of em' honest the 10 percent is jealous
I'm holding all of the secrets them niggas wouldn't tell us
Now I'm putting on for my niggas do whatever to help em
To set em free cus this industry such a vicious cycle
Fending from demons and predators fight for my survival
I'm in a war with myself that's on a daily basis
Now I take time for myself I bring it back to the basics
I'm in this lane where I'm competing for space
Can't get caught up in the bullshit so I tend to hit the brakes
I know that you've been watching over me though
So when I'm tipping off the edge you've got that memory foam
To soften the fall
Bouncing back off of the wall
Point that I'm getting across
I tend to get stressed with it all
Impatiently wait for the call
They should be facing the music
Not everybody's got the credentials or hunger to do this
I was made to be different
Equal but ever so distant
I'm hungry for success I can taste the ambition
They can't eat at my table
Ain't part of the stable
This is music without the pressure of pleasing the label
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Wonderous nights, glorious days
They hate the way that I'm playing but never blame the game
Niggas would rather take credit, I'd rather take the stage
Might switch my plan of approach but I'll always stay the same
Digging so deep in this recess I hope to elevate
Countless hours and downers I've had to dedicate
To higher powers I'm praying to find a better place
I give this all my heart but I can't sell my soul away
You can't auction my talent can't put a price on it
I can't warm up to the notion of throwing ice on it
All for taking a gamble I'll throw a dice for this
But it has to be in my hands I give my life to this
And we may be neighbours but I'm not from your hood
I'm putting on for my niggas just like I knew I could
Conquering all of my obstacles I'm unstoppable, optional turned to possible,life could never feel so good
My enemy's in the mirror I'm focused on myself
You can steal all my riches but you can't touch my wealth
They wanna limit my freedom but I won't see no cell
Now you get the seen while I'm up on the scene, oh - well
On my ascent to the the heavens I gotta give em hell
They hate what I'm cooking can't handle the smell
They can't eat at my table
Ain't part of the stable
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