Woah woah woah woah o
I been venting on these songs cuz it's they only way they listen
Could paint so many stories if you only pay attention
Demons pressing on my heart I guess Thts Why it's called depression
Niccas say I'm spitting fire Thts Why we gas in every session
If we locked in until the end then how the f*ck we loose connection
Lets ride until we die I guess that was a misdirection
Look into my eyes to see the scars that lie beyond complexion
Praying to the man above send down my angel of protection
I've done wrongs I cannot right but you know thugs gives no confession
Made mistakes cuz no ones perfect simple striving for perfection
Left it all out on the line I worked for all in my possession
Kobe mental in the fourth when he had less than sixty seconds
In this race pick up the pace becuz you lost if you in second
Told mama it won't be long we gone be up give me a second
Hustling tryna be the king that rose from the peasant
I'm just tryna be the rose tht rose that rose from the concrete
I rose from the concrete
Got it out the concrete
I came from the mud
I been out on a mission
I'm Cooking up like it's chicken
You Gotta trust intuition And gotta handle ya business
You Learn allot if you listen
These niccas don't pay attention
I had to add the extension to fend off the opposition
In this race chasing riches I'm switching pace for position
I Seen so many decisions tht took sum friends out commission
Felt like head on collisions wen they switched up on me
But I'mma go like a soldier wont take my ghost from me
Got dreams of push starts and rovers I Pray at night to jehovah
But wit my past on ass i feel like I'm getting closer
I'm tryna run up for cash
Don't make me reach for tht mag Don't wanna see joker mad
I swear to god it get bad
Shit get tragic everytime I let them demons out
I f*cked her good she love it wen I let the semen out
I lit him up and told him why while we was bleed out
You talking shit you better watch who you be speaking bout
Shit get tragic everytime I let them demons out
I f*cked her good she love it wen I let the semen out
I lit him up and told him why while we was bleed out
You talking shit you better watch who you be speaking bout no
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Woah woah woah woah o
I been venting on these songs cuz it's they only way they listen
Could paint so many stories if you only pay attention
Demons pressing on my heart I guess Thts Why it's called depression
Niccas say I'm spitting fire Thts Why we gas in every session
If we locked in until the end then how the f*ck we loose connection
Lets ride until we die I guess that was a misdirection
Look into my eyes to see the scars that lie beyond complexion
Praying to the man above send down my angel of protection
I've done wrongs I cannot right but you know thugs gives no confession
Made mistakes cuz no ones perfect simple striving for perfection
Left it all out on the line I worked for all in my possession
Kobe mental in the fourth when he had less than sixty seconds
In this race pick up the pace becuz you lost if you in second
Told mama it won't be long we gone be up give me a second
Hustling tryna be the king that rose from the peasant
I'm just tryna be the rose tht rose that rose from the concrete
I rose from the concrete
Got it out the concrete
I came from the mud
I been out on a mission
I'm Cooking up like it's chicken
You Gotta trust intuition And gotta handle ya business
You Learn allot if you listen
These niccas don't pay attention
I had to add the extension to fend off the opposition
In this race chasing riches I'm switching pace for position
I Seen so many decisions tht took sum friends out commission
Felt like head on collisions wen they switched up on me
But I'mma go like a soldier wont take my ghost from me
Got dreams of push starts and rovers I Pray at night to jehovah
But wit my past on ass i feel like I'm getting closer
I'm tryna run up for cash
Don't make me reach for tht mag Don't wanna see joker mad
I swear to god it get bad
Shit get tragic everytime I let them demons out
I f*cked her good she love it wen I let the semen out
I lit him up and told him why while we was bleed out
You talking shit you better watch who you be speaking bout
Shit get tragic everytime I let them demons out
I f*cked her good she love it wen I let the semen out
I lit him up and told him why while we was bleed out
You talking shit you better watch who you be speaking bout no
I been venting on these songs cuz it's they only way they listen
Could paint so many stories if you only pay attention
Demons pressing on my heart I guess Thts Why it's called depression
Niccas say I'm spitting fire Thts Why we gas in every session
If we locked in until the end then how the f*ck we loose connection
Lets ride until we die I guess that was a misdirection
Look into my eyes to see the scars that lie beyond complexion
Praying to the man above send down my angel of protection
I've done wrongs I cannot right but you know thugs gives no confession
Made mistakes cuz no ones perfect simple striving for perfection
Left it all out on the line I worked for all in my possession
Kobe mental in the fourth when he had less than sixty seconds
In this race pick up the pace becuz you lost if you in second
Told mama it won't be long we gone be up give me a second
Hustling tryna be the king that rose from the peasant
I'm just tryna be the rose tht rose that rose from the concrete
I rose from the concrete
Got it out the concrete
I came from the mud
I been out on a mission
I'm Cooking up like it's chicken
You Gotta trust intuition And gotta handle ya business
You Learn allot if you listen
These niccas don't pay attention
I had to add the extension to fend off the opposition
In this race chasing riches I'm switching pace for position
I Seen so many decisions tht took sum friends out commission
Felt like head on collisions wen they switched up on me
But I'mma go like a soldier wont take my ghost from me
Got dreams of push starts and rovers I Pray at night to jehovah
But wit my past on ass i feel like I'm getting closer
I'm tryna run up for cash
Don't make me reach for tht mag Don't wanna see joker mad
I swear to god it get bad
Shit get tragic everytime I let them demons out
I f*cked her good she love it wen I let the semen out
I lit him up and told him why while we was bleed out
You talking shit you better watch who you be speaking bout
Shit get tragic everytime I let them demons out
I f*cked her good she love it wen I let the semen out
I lit him up and told him why while we was bleed out
You talking shit you better watch who you be speaking bout no
Writer: jordan Fletcher
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