What good are dreams if their ain't money in my hands
What good is money if there's no reason in my palms
Staring in the mirror
Hoping that he fall
Don't be gettin nearer
Emotions like a
Funk flexing on you bitches
Got her open like I'm Moses
The nerve of all you bitches
Dust the dirt up off my shoulders
Im wiser, gettin older
The world is getting colder
The tree is on fire
Bitch I told you I was Moses
Better senses when my mind clear
Brought to you by dro
Sis told me you the greatest
Tell the truth, I never know
I'm too f*cked up in my mind state
Been feeling every blow
Can't keep my f*cking mind straight
Been running out rope
Tryna hold on
Ain't been running out hope
Keep my soul strong
Put my whole heart into one song
Do it all again tomorrow
I can feel the goal is near
Never when the coast is clear
Running out on deficits
Tell me where I go from here?
Tell me where the love is at
When all it was, was really fear
My heart be where the ghost is at
She's dead to me, every tear
Bitter reasons falling on her cheek
I try to wipe it off
She slapped my hand away
Dust settles at our feet
Bon voyage
I might be out the way
Tryna heal my heart
Just need a spark
Then I'll be all okay
Through the passage of the dark
I let all it astray
And as the sun completes its arc
It's just another day
Another life
Another chase
Another try
Another maze
I'm not okay
But Eye be trying
Eye be trying
What good are dreams if their ain't money in my hands
What good is money if there's no reason in my palms
Staring in the mirror
Hoping that he fall
Don't be gettin nearer
Emotions like a
What good are dreams if their ain't money in my hands
What good is money if there's no reason in my palms
Staring in the mirror
Hoping that he fall
Don't be gettin nearer
Emotions like a