I was giving good vibes
To those who needed goodbyes
Best of luck with your life
But that's the last time
Cuz next time I might
Just Swing
Swing for the fences
Thats what I was always taught
Thats my thing, what my strength is
But lately I've been thinking
All my streaks too expensive
Fine lines of wisdom
Between fearless and reckless
You see I take it back bout 5 (years)
I was jealous of Kendrick
But only because I felt the same way
Bout my brethren
"Ain't nobody praying for me"
Too weird and eccentric
Always up in his head
And his heart is too sensitive
See is any of that true?
Or is that just my perspective?
Are my feelings valid?
Or should I come to my senses?
Tell me
What's your intentions?
Tell me
What's your incentive?
To bleed my heart out on my pages
Love don't fit in a sentence
I was giving good vibes
To those who needed goodbyes
Best of luck with your life
But that's the last time
Cuz next time I might