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Music is my calling dude, but until the call comes through

Ima keep making it, thinking of ways on taking it

Somethin like an intention foul, im tryna force the call

Force the ball, into my lane

dudes say they ridin, but they parked like a driveway

started makin moves. alot of dudes is lookin sideways

they dont see it, the picture aint in they mind frame

My life is my movie and yu are not in my frame

So move the F on, yu know the sayin, move right or get left on

try to fill my shoes n most likely you'll get stepped on

Never done with mind games, they tryna get rhyme schemes

I dont see nobody like there couldnt be a crime scene, while others shed light, i shed high beams

or at least try and ima never stop trying

 

Its funny how i grind. But still the nail that sticks out

Runnin out of time, But runnin til legs give out

Feelin like..*** the world no birth control wit it

This aint a paradice But for now ima roll wit it.

 

God in my heart, Head to the sky

I dont smile much if yu was here you'd know why

Its hard to Love life, When lifes full of sin..Never winnin til the end

Fourth quarter, Fourth down, All i need is one inch

Am i dreamin? cant tell, all i need is one pinch

its funny how something soo small I'll probably never get

but i cant live with regret, theres nothin worse than

Searchin for a purpose, a dream thats now worth sin

One day I'll sell it all n buy somethin thats worthless

For i've done stoppped the searchin, feet burnt from this earth

Walkin through Hell

If lifes a beach, theres one set of footprints 

been strugglin my whole life, GOD holdin my person

As i watch, no wrist..lookin for a sign..but clocks aint NICE

so i get money in the MEANtime

 

Its funny how i grind. But still the nail that sticks out

Runnin out of time, But runnin til legs give out

Feelin like..*** the world no birth control wit it

This aint a paradice But for now ima roll wit it.

 

Its like..Bein givin a gift yu cant open

The i stomache is enough to make yur ***in soul spin

the world is a rock and me im on a dope binge

mind open in a world thats closed in..a world i have no hope in

everythings distractin, illusions we all act in

just a few real s on my back man, and i glad to have em

cuz it was just me...back then.

Shoutouts to my mother and shoutouts to my dad man

Heavenly father its you im tryna grasp and, yur forgiviness im forever askin

For what i bear, they can only rabbit

If i only got one shot, than im goin in blastin

Shoutouts to my team..WTP..n now G.O.D

Cuz if we split, its still butter like we splittin poles..

my whole team ridin, man we even split the toll

Brought my bro streets with me, yes i brought the streets with me

Match made in music...Orchestrated Symphany

And my bro Cardiac's mixin it, no bartender

Just tryna eat, and we fin to eat a large dinner

 

Its funny how i grind. But still the nail that sticks out

Runnin out of time, But runnin til legs give out

Feelin like..*** the world no birth control wit it

This aint a paradice But for now ima roll wit it.

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