LQQPMASTER - All The Things (feat. Don Densley & Woodah) Lyrics

Light your soul (He's a Producer?)
Lately the rainy days make me feel way less alone
Like the world know what I'm going through I know that shit's selfish
What can I say, I guess I'm selfish
My favorite color lately's blue
I can't help it I pray the pictures that I paint portray a portrait you gon' always find yourself in
Group photo for all those who know it crept in
I let they ease the horde of stains I ain't deflecting
Catch me in the waves like I remain in the West End
Butterfly doors I ain't a yes man
I made the changes, metamorphosized the rest in, tall though I fall short often
Bless the left hand
Dried the tear or two, fixed a tear or two
Wasn't in the plan but I'm a fan of miracles Hysterical behavior laid up on my spirits
Will hear the push, I hear the pull
My wool got blood, I wear it still
I need some still waters
A quick reflection, give me time I ain't see nada
That shit was nothing, buttoned up Balenciaga
Nah I'm just f*cking with you
I was in the Prada doin shit I wasn't proud of
But it was raining so the days was kinda clouded (Uh (yeah)
I left it jaded but I made it ain't gon' doubt it (Yeah Yeah)
May still be sayin but I ain't saying I wasn't drowning
Guess I wouldn't be the same without it (Yeah)
Look
It's been a long while, had to walk a long mile
Work for my unborn child, incites your mom and dad proud
I earn my stripes, like referees and stay alert cause niggas foul
I'm feelin' dread but showin' smiles
Joy I want it now, cause every time I'm high I end up comin' down
My pain too deep to f*ck around and throw in towels
Shit ain't festive how I'm rollin' loud, grievin' for my inner child
Outside on the block but we ain't playin' around
But I've been stayin' out to way more
F*ck when people say I'm just focusin' on my pay more
Stuck between sayin' less or find a way to say more
Cause this shit ain't a game when the family who you play for
I'm skipping rocks that used to be my stepping stones
But I'm still seeing angel numbers crowd my peripheral
The neoliberal tryna free my niggas is difficult I'ma keep it real I just hope they keep it reciprocal
Superintendent, I'm teaching niggas the principles
It's real pain behind these bars like a criminal
I walk around dodging rain clouds and subliminal's
Fighting hurricanes like a Florida State Seminole
A high hand on top cold shoulders
For waiting on my turn to tell them niggas man move over
Stuck between a rock and a hard place on a mission to find space
I took her to the chin like Sisyphus how I push boulders
The young lion be high enough that you can't reach
Dwight the way that my diet is made of straight beats
I ran across the burning sands and didn't blister feet
I don't know shit about them niggas, girl don't ask me
Been sad as hell and I ain't gon' lie about it But I can't cry about it, sometimes want to die about it
Outside of this rapping shit I rarely ever talk about it
Been going through it but I'm proud and I ain't walk around it
Yeah Yeah
Been going through it but I'm proud and I ain't walk around it
Uh Yeah
Yeah
I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you baby
Let me talk to you