Bi$hop - Tall Lyrics

I told my momma not to cry, cause you know I'ma cry
I got this pain behind my eyes, pops you know I tried
Mom fighting secret battles, shit I am too
I hope my brother don't ever follow up in my shoes

Matter of fact, lil niggas just stick to the rules
Parents arguing, the odds against us, who would they lose
I can sell water to a whale, cause I'm so raw
All these niggas think that they gon' fail, bitch they so soft

Alarm going off, time to go and get it
No procrastination, all I see is down f*cking winning
Meeting after meeting, call after call
Climb after climb, fall after fall

Damn, that's the process and you going through it all
Even when I feel short, niggas still talk
Meeting after meeting, call after call
Climb after climb, fall after fall

Damn, that's the process and you going through it all
Even when I feel short, niggas still talk
Nigga, ball out, believe in yourself
If you don't, who gon' do it for you

If you don't like your vid first, who gon' do it for you
Questioning my every business move
Yeah, I'm scared to feel, but what the f*ck is there to lose
Yeah, I know it's haters, I ain't got shit else to prove

Thought I was laughing with you, nigga, jokes on you
Stepping on all these rap niggas, I'm the truth
You ain't even give your all, why the f*ck you crying, fool
Man, this shit ain't f*cking easy, better get to grinding, fool

Niggas out here making money, okay, yeah, I need it too
Don't get caught up with that Instagram and f*ck up your moves
My girl on her period, acting a fool
Meeting after meeting, call after call

Climb after climb, fall after fall
Then that's just the process, gotta go through it all
Even when I feel short, niggas still talk
Meeting after meeting, call after call

Climb after climb, fall after fall
Then that's just the process, gotta go through it all
Even when I feel short, niggas still talk
Mama told me not to be all f*cking girls raw

I take that to the grave, I'm just trying to find the one
They see the outcome, but they don't see what it take
All them f*cking long nights, this ain't happen overnight
Locked up in that studio and I ain't leave it till it's right

They don't do shit, but expect all them dimes
Sitting in my bed and I'm waiting for my time
The lane open, nigga, yeah, it's up to you to shine
Real shit