My Last Shot ft. M.I.G. Lyrics

Living life wrong headed in the wrong direction

Hate what I see when i glance at my reflection

Kinda obessed with my quest for perfection

Never read the Bible guess I'm missing the message

Let's take a second, can we revulatate

Over dedicate, then heard that i wasn't great

Started to panic like a chick when her cycle is late

Feeling like I didn't have time to waste

Dropped out of school, and began my paper chase

Couldn't picture the look upon my mama's face

Dropped my first tape should've seen my mama's face

After all of these years, finally had to switch gears

Conquered my fears, then I overlapped all of my peers

Ain't ashamed to say I shed many tears,

Say the word goat and watch how soon I'll appear

On the road to success, I'mma let God steer

Y'all trying to dictate my faith with bait

I'm straight, might bend, but I swear I won't break

It's now or never, yep that's the mindstate

Chasing my dreams, and i won't press my breaks

Swear y'all all talk all talk like Ricki Lake

On my granny daughter nobody goes harder

Hearing me spit is like watching a slaughter

I'm half man half amazing, bitch I'm Vince Carter

Competition why the fuck would you even bother

That's like Peyton Manning going against Bridgewater

Yesterday I ran out of fucks to give

Are you living to die or dying to live

Fuck a purpose, you been searching , coming out of the gate

Check the numbers and the hustle, mane this ain't a mistake

See me cooking, now they looking, mane this industry cake

And now I'm making a name, an apology, is to late

Now I sit here with the magic, showing pain, cant relate

When from futon to couches, shit from ramen to steak

Momma don't even cry, you made a son that is great

Name a team that's working harder, shit I'll sit here and wait

Loaded out with doubt, we had to open the way

Only seeing picture perfect so get out of the frame

Had Go and make it happen, every moment was stress

And If you think I'm talking crazy then , you plain like the rest.

Stays on my mind I confess,

But can you blame me for living

Compared to you fuck boys, stuck to 9 to 5 chilln

Stay perfecting on my craft, cause I was nowhere near winning

Now I'm cruising to the finish, with champagne that I'm sipping