Fuck sweet I'm living street dreams, on the of the curb Tryna figure out how the I would converge The I'm feeling right now combined in a word But that, I'll leave it to the lines in a verse Since a Kid I fell in love With this rap game, addictive a compelling buzz This shit gets me high quicker than any drugs Even with the sweet and the fake felon thugs But now I'm at the of no return No choice now but to make dough and earn I'm advancing year as I grow and learn close to breaking at times but still I'm going firm Seeing who ain't on a level to compete Yet to my monthly views, they get treble in a And that ain't even jealousy I'll dead 'em on a But I to move fast, engine revving as I speak Cause, too days I've had pennies in a bunch Tryna count up enough to fill my bell with lunch And if there enough, then the deli's getting munched Seeing rich boys, I was any of the cunts Coming home, Mum's stressed the lack of funds Everywhere I look in Benghazi it's a of bums Pricks chatting about shanks and guns Blaming all their self-made off the back of slums Feeling this world's all a mess Every corner that I turn is a of stress Reminiscing on wrong and small regrets Wondering if this is really all a test So I put the road my fee Pen and pad in my and wander the street Til I don't know the way home, heart my sleeve And let it bleed ink the sheet
So let Road, take me she goes While I look to the future or old When I need any temporarily froze That's when I come Reverie Road A place where flows none of life's problems or enemies go Where no, of thought can ever be closed Welcome to Reverie 2]
A full of uncertainty A world of chaos we try and run perfectly I'm just as lost as each of us Stuck the way this Earth, unmercifully adversity Bad happened when I was a fetus Left my Mum on her lonely to feed us With a kid growing, if you'd only of seen us! Dodging different every week hoping to meet us Always broke as fuck, living class in the strife No family to turn to and ask for It's been pretty dark for the first of my life If exists, the next should be sparkling bright But fame and riches what I'm thirsty for I just be stable by the time I'm 34 Not still tryna buss rhymes, living poor Struggling to survive in an estate on them floors But can I make it on this Every song I've made has been illustrated from the 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 road now to turn back is a part of my life and that's a firm fact I'll be this 'til I'm nothing more than an urns ash This like any road I can find When I'm here I'm from the world to open-my-mind Speak the heart, I'm already broken if I'm to decline Something this to divine So I put the under my feet Pen and pad in my pocket and wander the Til I don't the way home, heart under my sleeve And let it bleed ink onto the