Just my thoughts
Just my thoughts
Just my thoughts
Hope y'all feel me on this one
I pinch my skin to see if life is a dream
Too see, Reality for what it's cut out to be
If Hip-Hop, Was pants then there's a tear in the jeans
And if I have to wear those pants then the flow sew it seems
Life tried to take me many different ways still I'm here
But like Rogaine, You know I'm in here
I hope you hear me, But the message forget it
I'm still, Searching for answers and they're asking me questions
My father died before he showed me he cared
So I'll never get those answers now, He's dead
I live and die by the rhymes that I write
Get crucified to tell the truth in a mic
Man, And from his side I hope my siblings forgive me
I'm speaking on the feelings within me
Lo Siento, I almost shed a tear writing this
Easy to write, But harder to spit
And everybody thinks I'm talking crazy when I rhyme
To kill the game it's just a matter of time
Look, They want me to rap but don't listen to my problems
Never been to jail but time with the pen could solve it
My mother got to see her baby turn twenty-four
But all these years I have and still got nothing to show
Was scared to put out music was too scared of my growth
But death 'round the corner hope she live to see my first show
Try to make some money take my family 'round the globe
Maybe branch off into acting get myself a Golden Globe
Or maybe rap on Jimmy Fallon show the world I could flow
Then go back, Into hiding like my name was J. Cole
I'm high for hours, But my situations keep me grounded
I'm boxed, Into my life but my decisions well rounded
I was naive, I used to scream that life ain't fair
Until I got a new perspective on this life when I stare
A long road and I ain't even reach the stairs
I'm on the stage now so haters have to watch me and stare
I hate when people try to tunnel my vision
Constantly grilling me, Really trying to get in my feelings
They're, Coming at me cause their dreams died where
I'm really sorry you can't ball yet Nair
Walking through life with no umbrellas in the rain
I've got a glass of Chardonnay let's have a toast to my pain
And the rain ain't over brainstorm on the beat
And scream the flow is coming soon until I'm flooding the streets
I'll probably never win a Grammy, But at least I'll have your heart
And to me, That's the most important part
Lareco