Mostafa - Letters from Home Lyrics

It's on until the family fed homie hold the head up
Move against the mass make it so they don't forget us
I Heard that it's a set up
Well this is my arrival and I'm out to fight the rival with a rifle and a relic
You and I been grinding for forever since everything that they fed us was foul
Came a long way
So many miles
I'm working to make it worth it
Nobody perfect I smile
Scratch the surface they gotta know me by now I mean
Ain't a damn thing changed still at it
Still picking at compositions to fit the friction to static and I
Face the world with a pistol grip on the madness
Managed to take it all across the atlas
But everybody wanna blow without a fuse to spark
And they been trying to kill the show before my movie movie start
So I had to hit the road just to prove my art
I was trying to grow so we grew apart
Damn
But I'm still hoping that you'll follow
I'm still living like I might not see tomorrow
And I'm still trying to give it all I got until I'm hollow or I hit the lotto
So the fam don't have to borrow
Solace in the bottom of a bottle with problems in every part of that wobble I walk it off Like it's nothing I seen it all though
So ain't no stopping us
Stomping through your metropolis
Moving to make it mine it's for everybody that rock with us
Hey c'mon
C'mon
C'mon
Hey c'mon
Hey c'mon
Hey c'mon
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
C'mon
Keep the fist up sister we gotta handle this
Travel the storm and still manage to keep the candles lit
Last standing the captain abandon ship
Got us all out here stranded up on a planet of mannequins
But we were taught to react
And I couldn't shake the feeling I was lost in a trap
Got a team and started building on the fossils of rap
Found my spot in the pack
Had to leave I know I'm awful for that look
But how you living
How you balancing subtraction and addition
And how we building castles while we grapple with addiction
Hey do the math let's take it back to the beginning
This is my religion
And these are my credentials
Think about the path the brother getting sentimental
Never meant to last but I never fit the stencil
Now it's in my grasp look at everything I been through
Look how I adapt when the rents due and smash through the venue
And they said I ain't even have potential
C'mon
How far we gotta fall before they're satisfied all they ever fed us was a pack of lies
But my little soldier got his daddies eyes and I'm a show him we can hit the stratus if we Strategize
I Know they hate us for the sacrifice
All that I can tell them is I had to try

And I can smile cause I know myself
I can smile cause I know myself
And I can smile cause I know myself
I can smile cause I know myself
And I can smile cause I know myself
I can smile cause I know myself
I can smile cause I know myself
I can smile cause I know myself