Lyrics
Yeah im only 20, but wise in my years-
Observant, I switch feet, shoes tied to my peers-
Saw they mistakes, occasionally did the same shit-
But cautious, I may have been high but not brainless-
Honest, my knife is not stainless-
Ive stabbed a few friends-
But life is not painless,
and since then,
Ive priced some high payments-
The karma returns,
and burns up my patience-
But ive learned,
to earn such high statements-
From those who know more-
is reward that ive taken-
You could ask my father,
mother or my teacher,
You could ask they daughter,
brothers, and they preachers-
I cant imagine,
Not havin elders,
To connect all my bars,
Like common welders-
I cant imagine,
not havin friends here,
To keep me on a path,
Where my laugh is sincere-
Maybe I owe more,
than i could ever think-
Maybe I could just show more-
Before they ever blink-
But she has never fallen,
and if she eever shrinks-
Will they keep callin,
or will they let her sink?
thats the question ima rhyme out-
Would you stick around,
baby would you take the time out?
Despite the words that fly outta my mouth
Would you be around, one way to find out-
What if I drop, drop, drop below,
What If I drop drop drop some more-
Would you stop, stop, stop, or go
Its the question of the day-hey I got to know-
I never been the type to wanna hold a grudge-
To not end a fight, with drama over us-
Its not pens and mics they wanna lower us-
Wit cold shoulders, maybe I dont wanna love-
Maybe I dont wanna face the light,
cause in my eyes I survived grace of night-
By the dark, by the harsh, that could paint my life-
So my heart filled my art with many ways to write-
Penny for ya thought-
and no raise in sight-
So I smoke, and I dope,
While I wave a knife-
It like,
How many people could run through ya conscience?
In ya dreams, it seems its so constant-
So many people that leave, they go often-
And its often, I stop to reflect-
maybe more than most do,
Cause they always forget-
But im always in regret-
I wake up in a sweat-
tears pourin down face,
wait, what have I wrecked?
Nothing,
relax sarah just go back to sleep,
But are my so called friend,
coming back with me?
most probably think im fucked
and they laugh at me-
they probably think im stuck
with this rap in me-
And I cannot confront,
without them passin me-
No presence,
cause all they do bpast in me-
But I am not shamed of who I had to be-
I played the sidelines and did it gladly see,
But if I keep falling whos grabbin me?
I gutta know before I have to leave-
What if I drop drop drop below
