I'm a flawed being
Have debates with the all seeing
Seeing all these lights, till I'm up beaming
Lost a couple days, off my carpe diem
Heart beating
Gladiators stands tall in coliseum
Fight on, right on
Right wrongs
My poems, nice songs
Gettin grown
Hard as stone
What is known
Better have ya ducks in a row
Trying to be the next thang blow
Need some leg room, gotta grow
You can check blood, certified playa, no hoe
Trying run that ol' give & go
If you can't assist bitch ass nigga better sco'
Baby just get me in the do'
Need need a lil mo'
Ohh good grief
Im in too deep all these feelings I keep
All this anger I peeped
Joy deceased
Indians no chief
Pockets must increase
Losing sleep
What I sow I reap
No place for the weak
No place for the weak
Nigga don't die today
We gon find a way
Yea, Yea,
Oh don't die today
We gon find a way
When the day turns to night
And the night turns to day
Imma stay on point
Imma find my way
Cause the fakes gon slide
And the real gon stay
And the haters got hate
But the players gon play
When the day turns to night
And the night turns to day
Imma stay on point
Imma find my way
Cause the fakes gon slide
And the real gon stay
And the haters got hate
But the players gon play
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I'm a flawed being
Have debates with the all seeing
Seeing all these lights, till I'm up beaming
Lost a couple days, off my carpe diem
Heart beating
Gladiators stands tall in coliseum
Fight on, right on
Right wrongs
My poems, nice songs
Gettin grown
Hard as stone
What is known
Better have ya ducks in a row
Trying to be the next thang blow
Need some leg room, gotta grow
You can check blood, certified playa, no hoe
Trying run that ol' give & go
If you can't assist bitch ass nigga better sco'
Baby just get me in the do'
Need need a lil mo'
Ohh good grief
Im in too deep all these feelings I keep
All this anger I peeped
Joy deceased
Indians no chief
Pockets must increase
Losing sleep
What I sow I reap
No place for the weak
No place for the weak
Nigga don't die today
We gon find a way
Yea, Yea,
Oh don't die today
We gon find a way
When the day turns to night
And the night turns to day
Imma stay on point
Imma find my way
Cause the fakes gon slide
And the real gon stay
And the haters got hate
But the players gon play
When the day turns to night
And the night turns to day
Imma stay on point
Imma find my way
Cause the fakes gon slide
And the real gon stay
And the haters got hate
But the players gon play
Have debates with the all seeing
Seeing all these lights, till I'm up beaming
Lost a couple days, off my carpe diem
Heart beating
Gladiators stands tall in coliseum
Fight on, right on
Right wrongs
My poems, nice songs
Gettin grown
Hard as stone
What is known
Better have ya ducks in a row
Trying to be the next thang blow
Need some leg room, gotta grow
You can check blood, certified playa, no hoe
Trying run that ol' give & go
If you can't assist bitch ass nigga better sco'
Baby just get me in the do'
Need need a lil mo'
Ohh good grief
Im in too deep all these feelings I keep
All this anger I peeped
Joy deceased
Indians no chief
Pockets must increase
Losing sleep
What I sow I reap
No place for the weak
No place for the weak
Nigga don't die today
We gon find a way
Yea, Yea,
Oh don't die today
We gon find a way
When the day turns to night
And the night turns to day
Imma stay on point
Imma find my way
Cause the fakes gon slide
And the real gon stay
And the haters got hate
But the players gon play
When the day turns to night
And the night turns to day
Imma stay on point
Imma find my way
Cause the fakes gon slide
And the real gon stay
And the haters got hate
But the players gon play
Writer: Devin Parhms
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid