Lyrics

I'm back in 1993, I was just a little G Mum had told me get my shit together, maybe we could eat Papa coming home late, yo my nigga where you been? 16, I can tell you it was nothin' but a dream Yeah I do this for my city, yeah I do this for the east Best believe (best believe that) Yeah I know a couple brothers that would do it for the piece It's that thing that got you thinkin' "what you doing with your life?" It's that thing that got you thinkin' "Yeah the boy is kinda nice" "The boy is kinda right" No joke my nigga, unemployed for a while Music is all I know, it's deeper than what I write It's deeper than what she rides, it's deeper than what you like I was thinkin' for a minute, I was sippin', I was chillin' Somethin' different with my homie Selly Sel Better know that shit is real Better know you meet these people for a reason in this world How you feel, just tell me how you feel? If you feel me, if you with me then go ahead and put your hands up If you feel me, if you with me then go ahead and put your hands up This is all I know, this is all I know, this is all I know, it's is all I know This is all I know (right now), this is all I know Spread peace, spread love, it's all I know This is all I know (right now), aw yeah It's all I know and this is all I know (right now), aw yeah It's all I know Some people still be feelin' low And I'm just tryna give these people hope Good just a week ago, changed in a week or so And no surprise if you're living in that ghetto Back in '04, niggas rob you for your phone Shit changed I know, young homie so grown I ain't even 24, got route 24 I was in a dime day, that's okay, that's a start Little hope, little faith, get in on, it's the way Forward yes it's always I've been chillin' in the studio, been writing all day I've been tryna find a way to get through all the blazay To get through the blazay aah, blazay Tryna find a way to pave a way, I ain't tryna fade away I'm just tryna make a way, I'm just tryna stay great I'm just tryna find a way to get through all the blazay It's time I started speaking my mind Homie get yours, I'm just tryna get mine I'm tryna bring together, they split and divide And wonder why your people hate you when try and do right City full of dreams, city full of vultures I do it for the culture I do it for everybody that said I wasn't supposed to Gaya de la voca, whatever that means Nowadays my dreams seem to be underneath the belly of the beast I'ma tell you how I'm eat Party and the after party, meet me on the weekend 2 days of freedom Back into the cycle and you hoping that you're weakened Tell me who's the weakest I've been acting on my visions lately, don't call me crazy Sleep ain't comin' now my dreams are vacant, there's no escapin' Play the game because you know the face is swervin' when I'm faded Drunken master when I'm on your playlist Show me where the [?] up Then roll my lucky dice, tripper [?], my head is fried Fallen man, I'm callin' wipe the jewels and lift these heavy eyes It comes as no surprise They feel the energy but let it breathe and keep in time Lucky if they see the light But tell me, tell me where you fit in Close your eyes and reach aside or vibe to this and listen Chase your vision, keep on runnin' till you get it Play it, play it till you win it, only you can see the finish The misadventures of the illest Until I reach a height we're only those who seek and live in For now I keep it movin' brown, chillin' like a villain Couple seconds till I finish man the clock is always tickin' Tickin', tickin', tickin'
Writer(s): Simmie Sims Iii, Cody Osagie, Eian Parker, Jermaine Cole, Anthony Parrino, Destin Route Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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