No, never been the type to go and fold
Knew i was gon get it all along
I just had to pick a different road
No, no
Knew i was gon get it all along
I just had to pick a different road
I just had to, yeah, ah
No, no
Never been the type to go and fold
Knew i was gon get it all along I just had to pick a different road
I see right through all these
So I'ma stay true to my niggas
Switching up ain't even in the discussion
You say that I'm booming, my nigga
Why everybody wanna talk about rare
When they're so blue jay, my nigga
Worrying about if another man care
I promise that's too gay, my nigga
New day my nigga
You gotta be better, gotta be better
Than what you was last week
You gotta look in the mirror and ask yourself
Is that somebody else or me
You gotta look in your heart and ask
Is that shit here or is it depleted
Is it real do i still need it
If I let go, will I be defeated
It's always a bigger picture
You gotta look past the frame
Everything start on a blank canvas
You just gotta look past the pain
Sometimes you just gotta realize
People really ain't what they claim
Sometimes you just gotta be yourself
Go and get up in your own lane
Sunshine, bummin' in through the clouds
That don't mean that it won't rain
Sometimes when I'm chilling by myself
I just think about the old days
Start to think about my old ways
Immaturity disguised with pain
Blaming people for my old ways
When I knew I had to make a change
No
Never been the type to go and fold
Knew i was gon get it all along
I just had to pick a different road
No, No
Knew i was gon get it all along
I just had to pick a different road
I just had to yeah, yeah, ah
Yeah, either it's what it is or it ain't
Real niggas keep food on the plate
Fakr niggas tryna take off of yours
Hate niggas eho be f*cking up plays
Don't you know that you could've got more
Hate niggas who be playing all day like
But you know it's time to get up, explore
Mama did a damn good job
Hiding the fact that we poor
So I'ma do a damn good job
Making sure we get more
And I'ma do a damn good job
Cleaning up all of these sores
I'm just here to do my job
Wodie, gon' help me for sure
Never said I need help
Don't ask, they gon' say I'm selfish
I guess I am, I can't help it
Growing up, we ain't much have shit
Remember days wont no mattress
Late nights, sleeping on the couch
Pops, ain't take no action
I'm the resort of a reaction
I can't act like, it was easy
I can't act like, this shit was always cool
Lately been asking myself, would , they still need me
And would it be fine if I get up and move
Russian roulette with a knife
Slit my wrist, somehow I survived like cool
That just mean, I'm supposed to be here
So I know what I'm finna do
I gotta go out and face my fears
So I can get to the blues
Ask myself, would anyone care
If I so happen to lose
Probably not, so I say, f*ck it
Ain't got nothing to lose
Nothing to prove
Niggas be fronting they move
And I know it ain't easy
But sometimes you just gotta realize
The only way to win
Is to take that risk