Fuck sweet I'm street dreams, on the side of the curb figure out how the fuck I would converge The emotions I'm right now combined in a word But that, I'll leave it to the lines in a verse Since a younger Kid I fell in With this rap game, addictive with a compelling This shit gets me quicker than any selling drugs Even with the sweet boys and the felon thugs But now I'm at the of no return No other now but to make dough and earn I'm advancing year as I grow and learn Feeling close to breaking at times but still I'm firm Seeing guys who on a level to compete Yet to my monthly views, they get treble in a And that ain't even jealousy I'll 'em on a beat But I need to move fast, engine revving as I Cause, too many days I've had pennies in a Tryna up enough to fill my bell with some lunch And if there enough, then the deli's getting munched Seeing rich boys, I was any of the cunts Coming home, stressed from the lack of funds Everywhere I in Benghazi it's a sack of bums chatting about shanks and packing guns Blaming all their self-made off the back of slums Feeling like world's all a mess Every corner that I turn is a ball of on wrong turns and small regrets Wondering if life is really all a test So I put the road my fee Pen and pad in my pocket and the street Til I don't know the way home, heart under my And let it bleed ink the sheet
So let Road, me wherever she goes While I look to the future or old When I need any temporarily froze That's when I come down Reverie A place serenity flows Where of life's problems or enemies go Where no, doors of can ever be closed Welcome to Road 2]
A life of uncertainty A world of chaos we try and run perfectly I'm as lost as each of us universally with the way this Earth, unmercifully Brings Bad happened I was only a fetus Left my Mum on her lonely to feed us With a nuts kid growing, if only of seen us! different bailiffs every week hoping to meet us Always broke as fuck, living class in the strife No family to to and ask for advice It's been pretty dark for the first of my life If karma exists, the next should be bright But fame and ain't what I'm thirsty for I just wanna be stable by the I'm 34 Not still tryna buss rhymes, living poor Struggling to survive in an on them murky floors But can I make it on this song I've made has been illustrated from the heart But Rap now, just ain't for the art And you ain't shit if you don't make it to the charts Regardless I can't adjourn rap I'm too far down this road now to turn This is a part of my life and that's a firm I'll be doing this 'til I'm nothing more than an ash This ain't any road I can find When I'm here I'm from the world to open-my-mind Speak from the heart, I'm already if I'm Supposed to this close to divine So I put the road under my Pen and pad in my pocket and the street Til I don't know the way home, heart my sleeve And let it bleed ink the sheet