Yung Delirious - Almost There (feat. Crops) Lyrics

You know, we've come a long way
Since the beginning

Look at all the progress
Look at all the projects
How far we've come
Yeah it's pretty hard to process
Always go for more, forever not less
Finna come out the water
Rap Game Lochness
This one's for anyone
Who told me we'd fail
Told me we'd never reach
The heights we scaled
Told me that these dreams ain't real
Well let me tell ya now just how we feel
I've opened for Ke, I'm opening for Slim
'Bout to see cities on tour
I've never even been
From Killeen to New Orleans
Then I'm gonna hit a flight
For a festival in Pitt
Who else you know
With a DBA at 18?
There ain't another like us,
We the f*ckin' A-Team
Who else you know
With an EP out at 19?
Reminisce to high school
When nobody would like me
F*ck what they say, can't take that away
I'm livin' out dreams
'Cause I worked throughout the day
All those nights I chose work instead of play
I'm on to new things cuz I trust and I pray
I prayed for this
I've worked for this
I've sweat for this
I've hurt for this
I've been to hell and back
No breaking, I'm intact
If you're lost, lemme bring you back
Blood and sweat and tears and feels
Just to reach the par-led heims
Loss, regret, and doubt and fear
All to reach these "far fetched dreams"
Took down the sign
So they can't stop to stare
All the tough shit
Just to climb up the stairs
But I'll never take it back
Because nothin' can compare
Dear God, keep me close
'Cause I know we're almost there

Took alotta strikes but I'm almost fair
Alotta long flights but we're almost there
Alotta long fights but we're far from scared
Alotta heartbreak but we're almost there
Almost broken but we're almost there
Almost depressed but we're almost there
Almost dead but we're almost there
Almost ahead cuz we're almost there
Almost...we're almost there
Almost made it...we're almost there
Almost famous...we're almost there
We're almost there

Almost only counts in horseshoes
And hand grenades
So consider this stallion rampage
And when we pull the pin
An explosion of fans wave
Wonder how we got here
As we continue to serenade
Each and every line
Is a journey through time
Whether you've been on board
Or just joined the ride
Feel free to enjoy
Our passion of rhyming
Know that it means more than just grindin'
Crops and Yung D are always so exciting
Something about if
We were the last ones on Earth
We'd still write another verse
We'd still climb through all the hurt
We'd still find the words that work
Because we're saving lives
If not the fans then our own
But I know we do both
Throwback to a girl thanking me
Tears from what I wrote
Realization that these poems bring hope
To a world so disconnected
Yet almost home
That summer tour
Was a home away from home
And a Galveston feature
Glad my parents could be there
To be proud of their son, God given gift
And all he's become, and he's still not done
Because we're almost...there

Took alotta strikes but I'm almost fair
Alotta long flights but we're almost there
Alotta hard fights but we're far from scared
Alotta heartbreak but we're almost there
Almost broken but we're almost there
Almost depressed but we're almost there
Almost dead but we're almost there
Almost ahead cuz we're almost there
Almost...we're almost there
Almost made it...we're almost there
Almost famous...we're almost there
We're almost there

Thank you so much
Shirts in the back, pick it up
When I say "Yung", you say "D"
Yung D
Yung D
Yung D