One day I'ma get it right
This life can leave you confused
What is black? What is brown?
What is up? What is down?
What is lost? What is found?
Got my head up in the clouds tryin' find solid
ground
Maybe I meant to fly, mama told me I'm special
Well damn right I believe that
Have I changed? They troll, where Hennessy at
I never drank before, now I'm out on tour
Mama probably be ashamed if she found out
more
Over confidence, I swear I hold my liquor much
better than this
But last night dammit I was reckless as shit
I started with a condom but she pulled that shit
off
And I just kept goin' I just went in it raw
At the black kat table we started our match-
making
Hotel keys exchanged and next was your back
breaking
And here I am in Vegas I'm gambling more than
chips
I pray my dick don't fall off in the morning and
I'm sick
I think I'm paranoid, I'm feeling paranoid
They lookin' at me like they know it, are they
clairvoyant?
I'm back to normal in a couple days
But I repeat the same mistakes and so the
trouble stays
Ay look inside my guilty conscious
When I get to heaven's doors, I ain't knockin'
It seems I'm caught the allure, gotta get back to
my humble ways
I repeat the same mistakes and so the trouble
stays
Look inside my guilty conscious
When I get to heaven's doors, I ain't knockin'
It seems I'm caught the allure, gotta get back to
my humble ways
I repeat the same mistakes and so the trouble
stays
One day I'ma get it right
My nigga missed his pops, he been locked for 20
years
Used to write him from the block, all his letters
bout the block
He would tell him bout his peers, the niggas
that was poppin'
The chemist on the block, he ain't leave em
many options
And in turn he learned from em
Got him some dirt but the earth he earned from
it
Now its been months and my nigga ain't heard
from him
But Harlem the hottest, say they coppin' the
birds from em
I'm like, "Learn from it"
You headin' down the path your father did
He said, "Nigga you ain't my pops, I'm getting it
how I live"
Hustle's only hustle, nigga hustlers employ their
kids
Senior out on parole, Junior just caught a bid
That's 20 more
Plenty more times, am I paranoid?
Did he make the wrong decisions? Did he have a
choice?
Ain't nobody speakin' for him, do he have a
voice
He ain't on my TV screen, not on my city
dreams
Get a HBO special, 'How to make it in America'
Facing your devils, your devils
Why you make the sun set when you made your
son settle
How you live with yourself, yourself?
Look inside my guilty conscious
When I get to heaven's doors, I ain't knockin'
It seems I'm caught the allure, gotta get back to
my humble ways
I repeat the same mistakes and so the trouble
stays
Look inside my guilty conscious
When I get to heaven's doors, I ain't knockin'
It seems I'm caught the allure, gotta get back to
my humble ways
I repeat the same mistakes and so the trouble
stays
One day I'ma get it right
60 miles an hour headed for that wall
Over the edge of the cliff is all I saw
No revelations, no flashin' white lights
I'm thinkin' me and Jesus finna reunite
I almost died tryin' make this
And God must've wrote in the stars
Cause shit, man I just totalled my car
All I'm thinkin' bout is how I'm out here chasin'
bad bitches
What happened to that Chi boy and all my class
pictures
Lord if you hear me got a couple last wishes
I'm tryin' make it home but I'm swingin' at bad
pitches
Dear Lord, I just wanna be a better man
Get a good woman, inspire my ghetto friends
This put my life in perspective that it's never
been
Watch me fly to Neverland, I will never land
Man, I pledge allegiance
I stand for those that can't stand for themselves
Like paralegals for paraplegics
Now I know who I am, yeah I'm quiet and
stubborn
I'm on lightning and thunder, ignored vice from
the dumbest
See I used to wanna be the best rapper in the
booth
But the best rapper is just the best actor, so I
rather give you truth
I 'm 32 years old still round here on the loose
It's never too late and trust me nigga I'm the
proof
Never be afraid, never be a slave to what these
niggas say
Cause don't nobody know, when its your time to
go
I'm chasin' dreams till I see the coffin, that's
fosho
And if I die broke, that's oh be it my nigga
But I can't guarantee that I'ma see it my nigga
They tell me that it's really done
And I guess that makes sense cause I'm the
rarest one
Now look inside my guilty conscious
When I get to heaven stores, I ain't knockin'
It seems I'm calling Neolore, gotta get back to
my humble ways
I repeat the same mistakes and so the trouble
stays
Look inside my guilty conscious
When I get to heaven stores, I ain't knockin'
It seems I'm calling Neolore, gotta get back to
my humble ways
I repeat the same mistakes and so the trouble
stays
One day I'ma get it right
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