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Forever
03:26
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HOOK:
Only room for the ride or dies,
Know,
we in this shit together,
Doubt me one time, that relationship is severedddd,
Forever.
Out to show em why you never say neverrrr
They say the good die young,
Well Imma live foreverrrrr.
Forever.
VERSE:
I’m through with playing the good guy,
It’s either you stood by, or saw me waving goodbye.
Did you say that you believe in me,
Or you’ll be leaving me?
Cause I’m in this bitch, long as I’m fucking breathing.
You knew what it was from the jump,
I never switched up.
So why the mix up?
I never st-- studdered or hiccuped, uhhh
Until the EKG is fucking missing this beat,
I’ll never kiss a bitch feet,
Until it’s mission complete.
“Oh, you’re so talented”, they tell you after talent shows,
“you gotta grow up someday, and find the balance though”.
Backhanded compliments,
Wasn’t lacking the confidence,
Only maybe the common sense
Maybe plaques and accomplishments,
[Like I] wasn’t grasping the consequence.
Nobody was buying it, huh?
Fucking defiant,
Oh, Y’all thought I was lying,
When I said I was willing to die trying?
Like I’m afraid to dig my own damn grave
And fucking lie in it,
Lemme know who you ridin’ wit
HOOK:
Only room for the ride or dies,
Know,
we in this shit together,
Doubt me one time, that relationship is severedddd,
Forever.
Out to show em why you never say neverrrr
They say the good die young,
Well Imma live foreverrrrr.
Forever.
VERSE 2:
I got a vendetta,
I got a grin that twinkles,
You’re not a trendsetta,
Y’all are rip van winkles.
So,
Good Morning,
grab a mug, grab a K cup,
It’s gon look a little different when you wake up.
Tell me that I’m trash,
Tell me how I sound too,
Fuckers know,
I will rap circles around you.
Like Imma sit here and beg you for your fucking respect.
Last I checked,
Your opinion don’t cut my fucking checks.
Tired of being polite,
Fuck it I’m sick,
Under your skin, I’m a tick.
Stubbornest, son of a bitch,
I’m coming to get it,
Fucking addict-ed,
Coming to button a lip,
Something for critics,
Wondering whether I’m dumb or I’m thick
You love me to give, up
love me to quit,
But fuck it, I’m never succumbing to it.
Trying to rip me apart at the seams,
Dissuade me to follow my heart and my dreams,
my poetry, art and my scenes,
it’s all just a part of my means,
But shout to my critics,
For all of the mean shit,
Behind the keyboard,
Behind the screen when,
You comment and scream,
But thank you for all the hate that inspires my writing,
and thank you for all of the streamsss
When you got Worldstar bitching,
Got the new school mad at you,
Old heads ain’t even proud of you,
Just was something we had to do.
So if it makes you feel better bout it,
have at it dude,
Still gonna cop an attitude,
Till the day I sing out of tune.
Good luck, tryna, throw me, off with, petty, words.
And before you comment,
Try to come up with something I ain’t already heard.
Fuckin’ never-gonna-bes are calling me a wannabe,
Long as I got a beat, non-believers, get no apologies.
HOOK:
Only room for the ride or dies,
Know,
we in this shit together,
Doubt me one time, that relationship is severedddd,
Forever.
Out to show em why you never say neverrrr
They say the good die young,
Well Imma live foreverrrrr.
Forever.
VERSE 3::
So ask me why I’m murdering every beat that I’ve heard
It’s just to be the beast of burden, and make you feast on your words,
Swallow your fucking tongue, to completely defeat the purpose,
Your opinion seems to be worthless, if every release is perfect.
So try and tower over me,
I’ll never cower over beef,
Spend hours over beats,
You got no fucking power over me!
“That’s the business, isn’t it? Sad but it’s true,
---“I don’t know if you can really do for me, what I can do for you.”
Try to belittle me,
Instill me with fear,
But you don’t scare me and
We can’t be compared,
So lemme be clear.
The underdogs are on ya tail,
Just look in your rear,
View.
---Objects in the mirror,
Are closer than they appear.
I see the jealousy startin’ to bleed through,
Starting to think you might be afraid that we gon beat you
They tell me never bite that hand that feeds youuuu,
But fuck it, I don’t need you.
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What if it’s a lie
Every word I write in my songs
Maybe admitting I’m wrong
Is the first step to righting my wrongs
Always fighting my own battles
What if they were right all along
All I ever wanted was for you to be proud of me
You were just looking out for me, I took it as doubting me
But the voice, in the back, of my head, is growing louder, it’s be
Ginning to shout at me
Now
how do I face this shit
All my relationships
That get swept to the side so I can chase this shit
I’m losing faith in
All that I’ve created, just
Have been afraid to admit that I’m afraid to miss
Might wanna switch, spend my life on the day shift, becoming complacent
And let my paychecks, go to war with my patience
And I don’t know how you’ll take this
never thought I would say this
But today I just may quit
I might quit
I’m struggling cause I want it so bad
The thought of giving it up, is driving me fucking mad
And it’s challenging, while I’m balancing all of that
And the calendar spinning out of control, and out of my grasp
A paradox, and I’m in a bout with my past
Another night being haunted by all the doubt in my path
My train of thought has derailed, it’s headed offa the tracks
But I’m never quitting, until the coffin is latched
We suffer in silence, our voice will fade
We wait for our time, then we runaway
Alone we have fallen, alone we have fallen
The next Michelangelo doesn’t believe he’s anything special
The next Shakespeare never picked up a fucking pencil
What if Da Vinci thought that he, couldn’t be influential
All the wasted potential
Kinda fucks with your mental
When I was young, my mama knew it all
And she told me I could do it all
She told me I’d become the star I was conceived to be
Nowadays, she’s the only one who believes in me
Or so it seems
Boulevard of broken dreams
Hopes leaking through open seams
Stitches to try and slow the stream
Just poetry and reams
Distant memories
All the Goals that became reveries
[I made] promises to myself that I’ll forever keep
They call us dreamers but we never sleep
Until the wheels fall off
Until I’m ashes
Until I’m but a pile of bones, laid in a casket
I’ve had my ass kicked
But I was asking, for it
Maybe I got what I wished for
But in order to bask in glory
You gotta suffer
I was gasping
And now I’m smothered
It almost killed me, but now I’m tougher
I found the real me, and I’m a stubborn
one, won’t sacrifice my dreams for comfort
I see it differently, people wonder why
I lost my brother, he was twenty-five
It’s a funny life
Tomorrow isn’t promised so today
I’m gonna try
It comes to mind
Every time I see a butterfly
A smile can hide so much
Sometimes I wanna cry
It’s just another lie
Then I remember why
I’m here
In order to truly, feel alive
You gotta know what it feels like, to wanna die
I’m struggling cause I want it so bad
The thought of giving it up, is driving me fucking mad
And it’s challenging, while I’m balancing all of that
And the calendar spinning out of control, and out of my grasp
A paradox, and I’m in a bout with my past
Another night being haunted by all the doubt in my path
My train of thought has derailed, it’s headed offa the tracks
But I’m never quitting, until the coffin is latched
We suffer in silence, our voice will fade
We wait for our time, then we runaway
Alone we have fallen, alone we have fallen
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Ain’t it funny
Ain’t it funny
You can be anything when you’re 10
But forget about it at 20
They tell you in your teens
You could blow up, some day
When you tell em bout your dreams
dey say grow up, one day
I just wanna be the poster child
For kids with fucked up lives
Who wanna make something of themselves
I am the face of a generation
Of teenage rage and angst
Sick of sitting on the upper shelf
I’m the disappointment
The degrees, the diplomas, the God-damn, dirty dust collectors
We are the children, of children of immigrants
Who came to this land, in hopes to do better but oh
I guess ya never know
But maybe roses
Really do grow in, concrete
And may my blood
my sweat and tears, fucking soak in
To this towel I’ll never throw in
Now I think we can do anything
World in my palms, I look to the sky
I close my eyes and I spread my wings
I believe we can fly
I believe we can fly
I believe we can fly
I believe we can fly
They were selling the American dream and I bought it
Then told me it was too hard to catch and I caught it
The land of the Law of Attraction
could happen to you, and it happens to me, cause I thought it
Boy you’re destined
And you’ll always be tested
So keep your head up, never let up, never let i
Is what my grandfather told me on his deathbed
And I’m doing it with my bestfriends
So never wonder why I’m so muhfucking stubborn
Cause there almost never was a me, will never be another
And I’ll never get enough of, livin’ dreams
Know that I’m in my prime, 17
So may the fire inside you
never die
Cuz you’ll probly never get another chance
You can fly, they told us
This dream, they sold us
I’m starting to think we can
Now I think we can do anything
World in my palms, I look to the sky
I close my eyes and I spread my wings
I believe we can fly
I believe we can fly
I believe we can fly
I believe we can fly
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