Lyrics

Before I new what I was doing I was trying to do something That's the definition, listen of a know it all youngin' Hard headed, hardly headed in directions I intended Where I ended was deaded, like no exit except the entrace So now I'm making my entrance as if I'm hopping the fences Thinking I'm big pimpin when really I'm just an infant Adolescent at best had a lesson of living Given to me the stress, inherited with the vision Wool over my eyes, blue say is the sky Grey is the true color but who say it the why So does that make me pessimistic, if I feel Im alright but that best at this shit Niggas say Im cool, shorties say Im their lipstick On the tip of their tongues is my lyrics their whispering Let's make it apply, right place & the time Tight space & the vibe is right for lacing a rhyme Might, say Im the prime, light laced in the lime Bittersweet is the beat & together taste is divin Lemonade in the shine, dimmer shade in the blind Spots in my mirror, forward never rewind Plots vividly clearer, not saying that Im Knowing just what Im doing but got faith in my grin So stop haters youre lying, if you say that you get it how I get it Swab test your failed, cant spit it how I spit it One of these days baby I hope to be (it's all real shit) Whatever that means, it's all better hope to be One of these days baby I hope to be (it's all real shit) They say, oh, bringing real shit Something you could feel shit numb to that dumb it down, spun overkill shit Run, overhill shit, dated like the fifth wheel Hate it when they made it but they praise it just to get deals Me, never that man, thats never happening See I be rappin for the feeling I got back when I was riding on a big wheel, when friends owing me a dollar was a big deal Sunday night, grandmama cook a big meal, meaning that I do it for the innocents in it still And if Im naive fucking it man, shit will Seem better even though the weather seems chill Spleen chills at the idea of seeming fake, even though imitation makes mean bills I mean, innovation will get you recognition but keep it real is really code for the check is missing And thats cool, cause me, Im a realist optimistically drinking from the glass of the pessimistic Baby check it listen One of these days baby I hope to be (it's all real shit) Whatever that means, it's all better hope to be One of these days baby I hope to be (it's all real shit)
Writer(s): Amir Mohamed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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