I need to find myself
Lord willing I'll redefine myself
More reason to multiply myself
Lord help me
Don't leave me by myself
Nah I ain't by myself
I need to find myself
Lord willing I'll redefine myself
More reason
I'll redefine myself
It's hard for me to say
That something's non-existent
To me it all really comes down to distance
Like what's the down and distance
What quarter are we in
Which quarterback is in
The best came out the sixth round
From Michigan
If he was never found
Damn that's profound
I mean literally he's an All Pro now
I won't even
Say his name it's all pronouns
And you already could finish my lines
Cause you know now
Cause I've been a Buffalo Bills fan
Since 2004 now
Well over a decade
Waiting for him to go down
Cause every dog has its day
I'm always with the underdogs
I'd adopt a stray
I wish coulda seen
Top Dawg meet Dr Dre
Two brothers seeking out artists
Based on what they say
Not just what would pay
That's the way
This ain't black and white
Everything is grey
Give me waves
Not the radio
Pop is on its way
Out the door
Like a cameo
It ain't here to stay
I'll admit
That's debatable
But I'm Johnny Cochran with this shit
My head is inflatable
Ego off the Richter
And my tectonic plate is full
Feed me with the rock
Let's get this six
Extra point is good
614 what's good
301
My first neighborhood
Up and down the block
On the hunt
Need a shorty bad
Shorty know exactly what I want
Picture phones were new
Shorty sent me nudes
All it was
Never got to hit
Sexually frustrated I would write
Scotty said it's tight
Scotty was my right hand man from the jump
Leave at lunch
Skippin' 5th 6th and 7th to record
Piece of junk old computer
So the quality was euhh
But we both knew that I had it
Then I left for Columbus
To move in with my aunty and she
Was no advocate
Killing dreams and African parenting
Go hand and hand
Like peanut butter and sandwiches
And I couldn't blame her
With how low my average went
I was studying Jay Z
The Blueprint was complicated
But that didn't phase me
Right here this is Phase III
I'm coming to my own
It's just a longer route
I saw the power in owning things
So we bought a house
We took the game into overtime
Ain't no timing out
So we both workin overtime
Evenings, weekends
Even in the worst times we work it out
Cause she know her man
Got so much gumption
I do my best to look ahead
While making no assumptions
I'm just running hard
Yes I'm Forrest Gumpin'
I took a break like Franky O
Now I'm back on onto something
Including faith
I mean
It's hard to say that something's non-existent
When He's in your face
I loss my voice
That was my heart
That was my soul that I poured into music
Yet I was still blessed in so many ways
It took me years to let this go
But you can't erase
What was already written
I heard that Nas had a vision
And it was me in this kitchen
Cookin' this dope I mean chicken
I vow to never do prison
I'm black and proud and I'm livin
To be as free as the pigeon
I don't conform to religion
All that I know is that this is
A gift from God
A gift of God
And I recognize that shit
It took a long time to realize
But I gotta go for this shit
Cause while we only down by one
If tie it won't mean shit
Remember the Titans
When they loss the rev
Sunshine came in
Aye
Remember when they loss the rev
Sunshine came in
Aye
Momma gon love
To see her son shine again
Like it's spring
Bring Nick Cannon out
Drum line begin
With my brother
In his college house
He and his friends
Black and proud
Boutta graduate
Setting new trends
On the 'cloud
They can't it take it down
No infringement
We originals
Thinking critical
I'ma scholar
Still a nigga doe
I know my visual a lil darker
I don't question that
I just question rap
Like where we going
How you live with that
Talkin killin blacks to sell a record
I can't rock with that
Pop the running back
Make a stand
Make 'em give it back
Put this game ice
I'm just kickin' it
Are you rappin' or you livin' it
Ima just mortal man in combat
And God yellin' finish him
But I don't want to do that
I just wanna kick it with ya
I just want my boo back
Pray that you never leave me
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I need to find myself
Lord willing I'll redefine myself
More reason to multiply myself
Lord help me
Don't leave me by myself
Nah I ain't by myself
I need to find myself
Lord willing I'll redefine myself
More reason
I'll redefine myself
It's hard for me to say
That something's non-existent
To me it all really comes down to distance
Like what's the down and distance
What quarter are we in
Which quarterback is in
The best came out the sixth round
From Michigan
If he was never found
Damn that's profound
I mean literally he's an All Pro now
I won't even
Say his name it's all pronouns
And you already could finish my lines
Cause you know now
Cause I've been a Buffalo Bills fan
Since 2004 now
Well over a decade
Waiting for him to go down
Cause every dog has its day
I'm always with the underdogs
I'd adopt a stray
I wish coulda seen
Top Dawg meet Dr Dre
Two brothers seeking out artists
Based on what they say
Not just what would pay
That's the way
This ain't black and white
Everything is grey
Give me waves
Not the radio
Pop is on its way
Out the door
Like a cameo
It ain't here to stay
I'll admit
That's debatable
But I'm Johnny Cochran with this shit
My head is inflatable
Ego off the Richter
And my tectonic plate is full
Feed me with the rock
Let's get this six
Extra point is good
614 what's good
301
My first neighborhood
Up and down the block
On the hunt
Need a shorty bad
Shorty know exactly what I want
Picture phones were new
Shorty sent me nudes
All it was
Never got to hit
Sexually frustrated I would write
Scotty said it's tight
Scotty was my right hand man from the jump
Leave at lunch
Skippin' 5th 6th and 7th to record
Piece of junk old computer
So the quality was euhh
But we both knew that I had it
Then I left for Columbus
To move in with my aunty and she
Was no advocate
Killing dreams and African parenting
Go hand and hand
Like peanut butter and sandwiches
And I couldn't blame her
With how low my average went
I was studying Jay Z
The Blueprint was complicated
But that didn't phase me
Right here this is Phase III
I'm coming to my own
It's just a longer route
I saw the power in owning things
So we bought a house
We took the game into overtime
Ain't no timing out
So we both workin overtime
Evenings, weekends
Even in the worst times we work it out
Cause she know her man
Got so much gumption
I do my best to look ahead
While making no assumptions
I'm just running hard
Yes I'm Forrest Gumpin'
I took a break like Franky O
Now I'm back on onto something
Including faith
I mean
It's hard to say that something's non-existent
When He's in your face
I loss my voice
That was my heart
That was my soul that I poured into music
Yet I was still blessed in so many ways
It took me years to let this go
But you can't erase
What was already written
I heard that Nas had a vision
And it was me in this kitchen
Cookin' this dope I mean chicken
I vow to never do prison
I'm black and proud and I'm livin
To be as free as the pigeon
I don't conform to religion
All that I know is that this is
A gift from God
A gift of God
And I recognize that shit
It took a long time to realize
But I gotta go for this shit
Cause while we only down by one
If tie it won't mean shit
Remember the Titans
When they loss the rev
Sunshine came in
Aye
Remember when they loss the rev
Sunshine came in
Aye
Momma gon love
To see her son shine again
Like it's spring
Bring Nick Cannon out
Drum line begin
With my brother
In his college house
He and his friends
Black and proud
Boutta graduate
Setting new trends
On the 'cloud
They can't it take it down
No infringement
We originals
Thinking critical
I'ma scholar
Still a nigga doe
I know my visual a lil darker
I don't question that
I just question rap
Like where we going
How you live with that
Talkin killin blacks to sell a record
I can't rock with that
Pop the running back
Make a stand
Make 'em give it back
Put this game ice
I'm just kickin' it
Are you rappin' or you livin' it
Ima just mortal man in combat
And God yellin' finish him
But I don't want to do that
I just wanna kick it with ya
I just want my boo back
Pray that you never leave me
Lord willing I'll redefine myself
More reason to multiply myself
Lord help me
Don't leave me by myself
Nah I ain't by myself
I need to find myself
Lord willing I'll redefine myself
More reason
I'll redefine myself
It's hard for me to say
That something's non-existent
To me it all really comes down to distance
Like what's the down and distance
What quarter are we in
Which quarterback is in
The best came out the sixth round
From Michigan
If he was never found
Damn that's profound
I mean literally he's an All Pro now
I won't even
Say his name it's all pronouns
And you already could finish my lines
Cause you know now
Cause I've been a Buffalo Bills fan
Since 2004 now
Well over a decade
Waiting for him to go down
Cause every dog has its day
I'm always with the underdogs
I'd adopt a stray
I wish coulda seen
Top Dawg meet Dr Dre
Two brothers seeking out artists
Based on what they say
Not just what would pay
That's the way
This ain't black and white
Everything is grey
Give me waves
Not the radio
Pop is on its way
Out the door
Like a cameo
It ain't here to stay
I'll admit
That's debatable
But I'm Johnny Cochran with this shit
My head is inflatable
Ego off the Richter
And my tectonic plate is full
Feed me with the rock
Let's get this six
Extra point is good
614 what's good
301
My first neighborhood
Up and down the block
On the hunt
Need a shorty bad
Shorty know exactly what I want
Picture phones were new
Shorty sent me nudes
All it was
Never got to hit
Sexually frustrated I would write
Scotty said it's tight
Scotty was my right hand man from the jump
Leave at lunch
Skippin' 5th 6th and 7th to record
Piece of junk old computer
So the quality was euhh
But we both knew that I had it
Then I left for Columbus
To move in with my aunty and she
Was no advocate
Killing dreams and African parenting
Go hand and hand
Like peanut butter and sandwiches
And I couldn't blame her
With how low my average went
I was studying Jay Z
The Blueprint was complicated
But that didn't phase me
Right here this is Phase III
I'm coming to my own
It's just a longer route
I saw the power in owning things
So we bought a house
We took the game into overtime
Ain't no timing out
So we both workin overtime
Evenings, weekends
Even in the worst times we work it out
Cause she know her man
Got so much gumption
I do my best to look ahead
While making no assumptions
I'm just running hard
Yes I'm Forrest Gumpin'
I took a break like Franky O
Now I'm back on onto something
Including faith
I mean
It's hard to say that something's non-existent
When He's in your face
I loss my voice
That was my heart
That was my soul that I poured into music
Yet I was still blessed in so many ways
It took me years to let this go
But you can't erase
What was already written
I heard that Nas had a vision
And it was me in this kitchen
Cookin' this dope I mean chicken
I vow to never do prison
I'm black and proud and I'm livin
To be as free as the pigeon
I don't conform to religion
All that I know is that this is
A gift from God
A gift of God
And I recognize that shit
It took a long time to realize
But I gotta go for this shit
Cause while we only down by one
If tie it won't mean shit
Remember the Titans
When they loss the rev
Sunshine came in
Aye
Remember when they loss the rev
Sunshine came in
Aye
Momma gon love
To see her son shine again
Like it's spring
Bring Nick Cannon out
Drum line begin
With my brother
In his college house
He and his friends
Black and proud
Boutta graduate
Setting new trends
On the 'cloud
They can't it take it down
No infringement
We originals
Thinking critical
I'ma scholar
Still a nigga doe
I know my visual a lil darker
I don't question that
I just question rap
Like where we going
How you live with that
Talkin killin blacks to sell a record
I can't rock with that
Pop the running back
Make a stand
Make 'em give it back
Put this game ice
I'm just kickin' it
Are you rappin' or you livin' it
Ima just mortal man in combat
And God yellin' finish him
But I don't want to do that
I just wanna kick it with ya
I just want my boo back
Pray that you never leave me
Writer: Jonathan Udeozor
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid