Life was in turmoil
Life was going south
Was stuck under firm soil
I was in doubt
Of what I was pose to do to get out of this abyss
Every challenge that I came across I would think this a bitch
Traded by a girl that I would have given my life for
Time revealed the truth and the view I saw gave me an eye sore
Blessing in disguise cause back then I would have thought I needed to try more
To try and gain her back but f*ck that
Got bigger problems I gotta face
Still broke at 27 living in my mommas place
The f*ck am I doing
What about all the dreams I'm pursuing
Stuck in what seems to be a mental cursed ruin
Continued to adapt with the language arts till I turned fluent
Created a path molded by a tool called improvement
Motivation was all the bullshit I've been through and
Every single time I dropped the ball and missed an opportunity
Over time had plenty chances but no idea how to give em continuity
Even now those habits still take over
Get high and sip on spirits to keep me from relapsing so it's difficult to stay sober
Now that I'm running game no time and place to think game over
Pass the controller of my own cerebral
Y'all don't know shit about the sequel
Or why I do this more my people
Bars you ingest from my lyrics could be lethal
Uh or like a repo could possess your mind like they first did mine
Struggling hard in so many ways yet I still find a way to shine
This life like an endless tunnel and at the end of it is my light
Look at me now
Never been to Egypt but ima keep rapping till I'm senile
Still proving my name dropping a couple freestyles
Every single time someone wanna find out and test me
Opposition more like food look at em and think that's the next feast
I dare y'all to to push my buttons I want y'all to press me
Cause with everything else y'all doing y'all don't impress me
Cousin of death name is sleep
No wonder you gotta die a few times in order to chase your dreams
Working 24/seven this lifestyle wasn't made for the weak
Your privilege made you ignorant I'm still out here grateful to eat
Yet my pallet developed to where I'll never have a taste for defeat
Dro Phoenix - Boom Trap Lyrics
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Life was in turmoil
Life was going south
Was stuck under firm soil
I was in doubt
Of what I was pose to do to get out of this abyss
Every challenge that I came across I would think this a bitch
Traded by a girl that I would have given my life for
Time revealed the truth and the view I saw gave me an eye sore
Blessing in disguise cause back then I would have thought I needed to try more
To try and gain her back but f*ck that
Got bigger problems I gotta face
Still broke at 27 living in my mommas place
The f*ck am I doing
What about all the dreams I'm pursuing
Stuck in what seems to be a mental cursed ruin
Continued to adapt with the language arts till I turned fluent
Created a path molded by a tool called improvement
Motivation was all the bullshit I've been through and
Every single time I dropped the ball and missed an opportunity
Over time had plenty chances but no idea how to give em continuity
Even now those habits still take over
Get high and sip on spirits to keep me from relapsing so it's difficult to stay sober
Now that I'm running game no time and place to think game over
Pass the controller of my own cerebral
Y'all don't know shit about the sequel
Or why I do this more my people
Bars you ingest from my lyrics could be lethal
Uh or like a repo could possess your mind like they first did mine
Struggling hard in so many ways yet I still find a way to shine
This life like an endless tunnel and at the end of it is my light
Look at me now
Never been to Egypt but ima keep rapping till I'm senile
Still proving my name dropping a couple freestyles
Every single time someone wanna find out and test me
Opposition more like food look at em and think that's the next feast
I dare y'all to to push my buttons I want y'all to press me
Cause with everything else y'all doing y'all don't impress me
Cousin of death name is sleep
No wonder you gotta die a few times in order to chase your dreams
Working 24/seven this lifestyle wasn't made for the weak
Your privilege made you ignorant I'm still out here grateful to eat
Yet my pallet developed to where I'll never have a taste for defeat
Life was going south
Was stuck under firm soil
I was in doubt
Of what I was pose to do to get out of this abyss
Every challenge that I came across I would think this a bitch
Traded by a girl that I would have given my life for
Time revealed the truth and the view I saw gave me an eye sore
Blessing in disguise cause back then I would have thought I needed to try more
To try and gain her back but f*ck that
Got bigger problems I gotta face
Still broke at 27 living in my mommas place
The f*ck am I doing
What about all the dreams I'm pursuing
Stuck in what seems to be a mental cursed ruin
Continued to adapt with the language arts till I turned fluent
Created a path molded by a tool called improvement
Motivation was all the bullshit I've been through and
Every single time I dropped the ball and missed an opportunity
Over time had plenty chances but no idea how to give em continuity
Even now those habits still take over
Get high and sip on spirits to keep me from relapsing so it's difficult to stay sober
Now that I'm running game no time and place to think game over
Pass the controller of my own cerebral
Y'all don't know shit about the sequel
Or why I do this more my people
Bars you ingest from my lyrics could be lethal
Uh or like a repo could possess your mind like they first did mine
Struggling hard in so many ways yet I still find a way to shine
This life like an endless tunnel and at the end of it is my light
Look at me now
Never been to Egypt but ima keep rapping till I'm senile
Still proving my name dropping a couple freestyles
Every single time someone wanna find out and test me
Opposition more like food look at em and think that's the next feast
I dare y'all to to push my buttons I want y'all to press me
Cause with everything else y'all doing y'all don't impress me
Cousin of death name is sleep
No wonder you gotta die a few times in order to chase your dreams
Working 24/seven this lifestyle wasn't made for the weak
Your privilege made you ignorant I'm still out here grateful to eat
Yet my pallet developed to where I'll never have a taste for defeat
Writer: Alejandro Gomez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid