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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
SNR MOB
Performer
Snr Morris
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Snr Morris
Songwriter
Pjayhillz
Songwriter
Lyrics
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Our generation we been praying for open doors
Praying for success
Making moves, tryna
Tryna make money
And I keep thinking like
What if we knocking at the wrong door
What if we making wrong moves yunno
It's crazy
Yeah
I've made so many mistakes
That I don't regret
These moves gave me stuffs I thought I'll never get
I thought if I sin that God will never bless
I got to my destination
Even when I digressed
I took some fast moves that slowed me down
Made some friends that ran me down
Too many long stories
Know I cut it down
I went down some deep holes
U know that they drowned me
I went to places these days that they didn't want me
I had the throne
You know these bros they didn't crown me
You know they saw Pjayhillz
Hmmm the little clown me
Tried to paint the picture
They didn't see when I was frowning
Busy making sounds they didn't hear when I was grumbling
Was on the floor
They didn't see when I was climbing
Had to make moves even wen I was crawling
By any means I don't mind where the door is
I just hope I've not been searching for the wrong door
Don't understand why niggas praying for my downfall
I know that I never did these niggas wrong
It's been years but I'm still knocking at the door
But I hope that I'm not knocking on the wrong door
Somebody answer I've been knocking at the door to success
Trying hard to keep my focus
Do more and say less
Praying hard today God that at the end it's worth the stress
Will trap blow me up or did I miss a step?
Lord I'm still knocking at door
Lord I'm still knocking at door
Lord I'm still knocking at door
But I hope that I'm not knocking at the wrong door
Backwoods
I keep smoking on the backwoods
It's a sad truth
We all know life is such a puzzle
Fumble
A lot of times that I had fumbled
Couldn't complain nobody could see me grumble
We all be tryna live it up and live life in a rush
Was seventeen and already stacked a Milli up
Don't care about no opposition's still it's fuck the opps
At eighteen already knew I wanted a Porsche
They keep telling me that trap wouldn't make it
Can't wait for you to give it up so amma take it
If i don't fuck u I'll tell u I can't fake it
The way that brother switched on me it's amazing
Sometimes I be feeling like I'm lazy
When I be on my grind ion got time for no ladies
And it's crazy
I'm looking fly and it's amazing
I do it for the good ain't tryna to make u praise me
Writer(s): Snr Morris
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