D Scott - Stay Humble (feat. DareDevyL) [Clean] Lyrics

Don't stop, keep going, don't stop
Maybe we can work things out,
I mean maybe
We can work things out
Maybe we can work things out,
I mean maybe
We can work things out
These lyrics my inner thoughts,
I jot em down
Load up a clip and
Let em off BOOM
I think a lot but I say less, cause I know
The cost to be a boss
A loss don't mean you took a loss, if you
Cut em off the first time, you can't get double crossed
Remember that line, remember that time, I was dreaming bout this
Now I'm making songs, people wearing my shit
Living in the A and I'm feeling like its
About time I get some credit for this
But what if it never come through, I mean for real like what if they Never love you
Lucky for me I'm keeping God close, if they love me or not I'll Probably never know
Jesus died for my sins until then, only person that I'm worried bout Loving me is him
Maybe we can work things out
I mean maybe we can work things out
I've been at it for a while now
Took some L's but learned to keep some faith around
Probably never go pop, right now I'm underground
Not talking the game, I'm talking lifestyle
Cause I'm moving low key, never understood
How you worry bout me
But let me keep the main scene the main scene
She said baby change the game, these doing the same thing
I can make my own lane, I could, I could, I could change the whole game
I could, I could, I could rearrange things
Maybe it'll never be the same, maybe I was
Right Maybe I was trying to do my thing, maybe I
Kept going while y'all switched lanes Maybe I kept going and saw Things change
Maybe you can too, just get out your way like
Maybe we can work things out, I mean maybe we can work things out
Look, skies full of lightning and thunder Tornadoes and hurricanes, my wings still working
And wonder how could I keep going through everything
Thrown in my direction, I'm covered in the blood and protected
Had a ice pick in my flesh and still wreck
Bullets at my face, blocked by my real bestie
Stressing by so much hitting but still stepping
By any means necessary, falling off and never weary
Sick of getting buried, tryna be gangster but really scary
And then they gotta lie while typing they obituary
The only truth is who they left behind, the sins make em blind
But they gotta keep going just like time, wherever I might grind
Can't take back or rewind the past, but the troubled moments will never last
Just keep going strong, keep moving on, don't quit alone
Get road to success, eventually, you'll be blessed yes
Maybe we can work things out, I mean maybe we can work things out