If good things take a long time, why'd this all take one day? wonder what day ones say
Wish some had came this way, this road I pave ain't safe, the only signs "don't wait"
This road I pave ain't safe, the only signs don't
Wait...
Want it all, when you ain't got a lot, felt good when that one thing bought, felt bad seein grandma sore Woulda helped but grew up poor
While they look and think shit sweet, but you work on hands and knees
Why they look n think shits sweet, Don't you see I'm on my hands n knees?
Jeees
Please
(Ight bring them horns in)
Was all good for a couple of summers, had big dreams
Told our mom bouta Hummer, she said nah, quick to think while at war in the bunkers
At the party we did more than just slumber
Mood all night is, end of summer, sweat on my head
When the bedroom cold, thought last week, I'd need my mother
This week God sent me some gold, Just a kid from east, out here tryin his best
Everything's fine, till it's not I guess
Now we at the end, like I'm Osi Umenyiora
Had to think of Bora Bora, while I'm with the fam in Florida
Organize the order, shoot a shot like Otto Porter, stop and think
"It's so cool that no one here's like me." y'all been trippin, "what if no one here likes me?"
This for myself, family members, and friends, which I remember how to spell
Cause at the end there's an end, f*ck it, done for, thinkin, what I run for?
Take it back to akron walk on when I ran a 4.4, n still end up ignored, Guess it wasn't written for us
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If good things take a long time, why'd this all take one day? wonder what day ones say
Wish some had came this way, this road I pave ain't safe, the only signs "don't wait"
This road I pave ain't safe, the only signs don't
Wait...
Want it all, when you ain't got a lot, felt good when that one thing bought, felt bad seein grandma sore Woulda helped but grew up poor
While they look and think shit sweet, but you work on hands and knees
Why they look n think shits sweet, Don't you see I'm on my hands n knees?
Jeees
Please
(Ight bring them horns in)
Was all good for a couple of summers, had big dreams
Told our mom bouta Hummer, she said nah, quick to think while at war in the bunkers
At the party we did more than just slumber
Mood all night is, end of summer, sweat on my head
When the bedroom cold, thought last week, I'd need my mother
This week God sent me some gold, Just a kid from east, out here tryin his best
Everything's fine, till it's not I guess
Now we at the end, like I'm Osi Umenyiora
Had to think of Bora Bora, while I'm with the fam in Florida
Organize the order, shoot a shot like Otto Porter, stop and think
"It's so cool that no one here's like me." y'all been trippin, "what if no one here likes me?"
This for myself, family members, and friends, which I remember how to spell
Cause at the end there's an end, f*ck it, done for, thinkin, what I run for?
Take it back to akron walk on when I ran a 4.4, n still end up ignored, Guess it wasn't written for us
Wish some had came this way, this road I pave ain't safe, the only signs "don't wait"
This road I pave ain't safe, the only signs don't
Wait...
Want it all, when you ain't got a lot, felt good when that one thing bought, felt bad seein grandma sore Woulda helped but grew up poor
While they look and think shit sweet, but you work on hands and knees
Why they look n think shits sweet, Don't you see I'm on my hands n knees?
Jeees
Please
(Ight bring them horns in)
Was all good for a couple of summers, had big dreams
Told our mom bouta Hummer, she said nah, quick to think while at war in the bunkers
At the party we did more than just slumber
Mood all night is, end of summer, sweat on my head
When the bedroom cold, thought last week, I'd need my mother
This week God sent me some gold, Just a kid from east, out here tryin his best
Everything's fine, till it's not I guess
Now we at the end, like I'm Osi Umenyiora
Had to think of Bora Bora, while I'm with the fam in Florida
Organize the order, shoot a shot like Otto Porter, stop and think
"It's so cool that no one here's like me." y'all been trippin, "what if no one here likes me?"
This for myself, family members, and friends, which I remember how to spell
Cause at the end there's an end, f*ck it, done for, thinkin, what I run for?
Take it back to akron walk on when I ran a 4.4, n still end up ignored, Guess it wasn't written for us
Writer: Tyler Hammons
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