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Like 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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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