What
Do you want
In this life
Full of war
Full of hate
Full of love
Full of hurt
Full of fake
Ask me how I'm doing I reply that I'm not here
Mind is on the vision 20/20 always clear
Picture perfect lenses, I could see it in the air
Moments that we waste, moments that we chase
Moments that we taste but never swallow scared to try
You could lose your life from bullets raining in the sky
It's a bird it's a plane it's a chance that's passing by
Not your time not your year why you feed yourself them lies?
I was raised by a single mother
Had empty stomaches she would slave
For me and my brothers
A sister too when she got paid
We was fed at supper
Ignoring times when we ate
Nothing touched her tongue
Nothing to be done
Nothing to become
Told by the voices of the lost
Hope was in her lungs
When she would get her point across
You could live your life or own your life
The choice is yours
Grab your sword it's time to pull it out the rock
History repeats itself
I feel like Martin, need the crown I'm coming for the belt
Tired of sleeping on myself but always saw the dreams
Anxious for a change of pace I'm plotting on these lucid schemes
Still see the shadows coming from my room
And I can't take back anything like love I put in you
Was on a battlefield I had to learn to overcome
And fought away the demons on my shoulders others have become
Proper prep prevents a poor performance
I feel like herbo in the booth, and Saba with the stories
Don't gotta be you to be me I'm very comfortable
A jersey on a jersey packed with flavor like a lunchable
Not declaring it's my year
Realistically I know I got a couple til they hear
But here to stay so backing down is off the table top
Should Save that money that I see you flex Im aiming for ya spot
What
Do you want
In this life
Full of war
Full of hate
Full of scars
Could you take
What is yours?
Deshawn Visionz - Ascend Lyrics
Deshawn Visionz - Ascend Lyrics
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What
Do you want
In this life
Full of war
Full of hate
Full of love
Full of hurt
Full of fake
Ask me how I'm doing I reply that I'm not here
Mind is on the vision 20/20 always clear
Picture perfect lenses, I could see it in the air
Moments that we waste, moments that we chase
Moments that we taste but never swallow scared to try
You could lose your life from bullets raining in the sky
It's a bird it's a plane it's a chance that's passing by
Not your time not your year why you feed yourself them lies?
I was raised by a single mother
Had empty stomaches she would slave
For me and my brothers
A sister too when she got paid
We was fed at supper
Ignoring times when we ate
Nothing touched her tongue
Nothing to be done
Nothing to become
Told by the voices of the lost
Hope was in her lungs
When she would get her point across
You could live your life or own your life
The choice is yours
Grab your sword it's time to pull it out the rock
History repeats itself
I feel like Martin, need the crown I'm coming for the belt
Tired of sleeping on myself but always saw the dreams
Anxious for a change of pace I'm plotting on these lucid schemes
Still see the shadows coming from my room
And I can't take back anything like love I put in you
Was on a battlefield I had to learn to overcome
And fought away the demons on my shoulders others have become
Proper prep prevents a poor performance
I feel like herbo in the booth, and Saba with the stories
Don't gotta be you to be me I'm very comfortable
A jersey on a jersey packed with flavor like a lunchable
Not declaring it's my year
Realistically I know I got a couple til they hear
But here to stay so backing down is off the table top
Should Save that money that I see you flex Im aiming for ya spot
What
Do you want
In this life
Full of war
Full of hate
Full of scars
Could you take
What is yours?
Do you want
In this life
Full of war
Full of hate
Full of love
Full of hurt
Full of fake
Ask me how I'm doing I reply that I'm not here
Mind is on the vision 20/20 always clear
Picture perfect lenses, I could see it in the air
Moments that we waste, moments that we chase
Moments that we taste but never swallow scared to try
You could lose your life from bullets raining in the sky
It's a bird it's a plane it's a chance that's passing by
Not your time not your year why you feed yourself them lies?
I was raised by a single mother
Had empty stomaches she would slave
For me and my brothers
A sister too when she got paid
We was fed at supper
Ignoring times when we ate
Nothing touched her tongue
Nothing to be done
Nothing to become
Told by the voices of the lost
Hope was in her lungs
When she would get her point across
You could live your life or own your life
The choice is yours
Grab your sword it's time to pull it out the rock
History repeats itself
I feel like Martin, need the crown I'm coming for the belt
Tired of sleeping on myself but always saw the dreams
Anxious for a change of pace I'm plotting on these lucid schemes
Still see the shadows coming from my room
And I can't take back anything like love I put in you
Was on a battlefield I had to learn to overcome
And fought away the demons on my shoulders others have become
Proper prep prevents a poor performance
I feel like herbo in the booth, and Saba with the stories
Don't gotta be you to be me I'm very comfortable
A jersey on a jersey packed with flavor like a lunchable
Not declaring it's my year
Realistically I know I got a couple til they hear
But here to stay so backing down is off the table top
Should Save that money that I see you flex Im aiming for ya spot
What
Do you want
In this life
Full of war
Full of hate
Full of scars
Could you take
What is yours?
Writer: Quentin Ward
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid