intro Lyrics

These songs for all my niggaz

We all doin honest livin

We ain't up at the tip top

Humble beginnings

Spoiled as kids

And there really ain't no lyin bout that

Parents did the best that they could

Especially ones who wus also the dads

They say it's darkest before day

I got a few ways

I got like two plans

And all my weight on my plan A

Wouldn't know what to say

If I overstayed my stay

If my plan A

Was a mirage in the rays

If I floated up off into the waves

And If I had dozens and dozens

Of unanswered prayers

Deeper sleep

And less dreams

Is this what growin into a man means

I refuse to let fate take me

I refuse to be another cautious lesson

I can't be another another

Like I said we all our own big brothers

Blind leading the blind

Tryna all be kenshi

Growin pains and

Growin tension

These Songs in exchange for some attention

These feelings so old that they deserve a pension

Obsessed with success like Carlton and Princeton

Bad on my stress

Bad on my mental

And I refuse to listen

Make fate bend to my will

Like I'm omnipotent

But Keepin myself in check

By checkin in with God

But ain't no worries bout me

Giving it time to see if I put it up in the sod