I've been broken
Now I'm piecing back the pieces
Finally I'm finding healing
Learning how to let go of my hurt
I ain't perfect and that's okay
I know damn well I will be great
Doesn't matter what you people say
I'm coming for the game, and I'm not stopping
On a rage, need more stacks to get the block popping
Know my face, I didn't ask for what I got from it
Honest age, real's in fashion, I just gotta say
We're on estates
Chilling on the mains, you're a slip away
It feels the same
I need bigger pockets so I can feel the change
And heal the pain
I know I got it, that's why I write bars
I can't really justify telling you that my life's hard
'Cause I've been down the right path
Dabbled in the wrong one
I wonder which outcome will look better in the long run
Took a little walk with inconvenient thoughts and anguish
But the pain comes standard
I'm tired of feeling famished
The ends must be gritty 'cause be buss moves and then vanish in an instant
And then we fill our systems with cabbage it's a given
4 or 5 stitches, couldn't manage what this prick did
When I catch him im'a let him know the damage ain't forgiven
Imagine being a little kid, but only for a little bit
I had to grow up from the get go
On the road it was ten toes, killing it
I need to grind for the famo to get these figures in
At times I feel like giving in
I bet you wouldn't know that from the way I talk
This world's hectic, that's a throwback like it's 84
And we got members on the kodak, did I say before?
Just remember I'm a grown man when you're playing sports
Wall won't budge run f*ck it in tryna break the door
Hundreds in estates are poor
Ends is in a state of war
Caking but the money that you're making's getting sprayed on whores
It's blatant your the same as fakers claiming that they're laid with sauce
Touching on my name in vain
I don't like the way they're making statements with a vacant mind
You could run away or shine
Focused on my paper mate, that's why I'm writing all the time
Thinking you can save the day
Never leave a thought behind
Don't compare me to a soul I'm tryna make a life
Book a holiday and take a flight
To morocco or maybe Dubai
Ay
I been
I've been broken
Now I'm piecing back the pieces
Finally I'm finding healing
Learning how to let go of my hurt
I ain't perfect and that's okay
I know damn well I will be great
Doesn't matter what you people say
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I've been broken
Now I'm piecing back the pieces
Finally I'm finding healing
Learning how to let go of my hurt
I ain't perfect and that's okay
I know damn well I will be great
Doesn't matter what you people say
I'm coming for the game, and I'm not stopping
On a rage, need more stacks to get the block popping
Know my face, I didn't ask for what I got from it
Honest age, real's in fashion, I just gotta say
We're on estates
Chilling on the mains, you're a slip away
It feels the same
I need bigger pockets so I can feel the change
And heal the pain
I know I got it, that's why I write bars
I can't really justify telling you that my life's hard
'Cause I've been down the right path
Dabbled in the wrong one
I wonder which outcome will look better in the long run
Took a little walk with inconvenient thoughts and anguish
But the pain comes standard
I'm tired of feeling famished
The ends must be gritty 'cause be buss moves and then vanish in an instant
And then we fill our systems with cabbage it's a given
4 or 5 stitches, couldn't manage what this prick did
When I catch him im'a let him know the damage ain't forgiven
Imagine being a little kid, but only for a little bit
I had to grow up from the get go
On the road it was ten toes, killing it
I need to grind for the famo to get these figures in
At times I feel like giving in
I bet you wouldn't know that from the way I talk
This world's hectic, that's a throwback like it's 84
And we got members on the kodak, did I say before?
Just remember I'm a grown man when you're playing sports
Wall won't budge run f*ck it in tryna break the door
Hundreds in estates are poor
Ends is in a state of war
Caking but the money that you're making's getting sprayed on whores
It's blatant your the same as fakers claiming that they're laid with sauce
Touching on my name in vain
I don't like the way they're making statements with a vacant mind
You could run away or shine
Focused on my paper mate, that's why I'm writing all the time
Thinking you can save the day
Never leave a thought behind
Don't compare me to a soul I'm tryna make a life
Book a holiday and take a flight
To morocco or maybe Dubai
Ay
I been
I've been broken
Now I'm piecing back the pieces
Finally I'm finding healing
Learning how to let go of my hurt
I ain't perfect and that's okay
I know damn well I will be great
Doesn't matter what you people say
Now I'm piecing back the pieces
Finally I'm finding healing
Learning how to let go of my hurt
I ain't perfect and that's okay
I know damn well I will be great
Doesn't matter what you people say
I'm coming for the game, and I'm not stopping
On a rage, need more stacks to get the block popping
Know my face, I didn't ask for what I got from it
Honest age, real's in fashion, I just gotta say
We're on estates
Chilling on the mains, you're a slip away
It feels the same
I need bigger pockets so I can feel the change
And heal the pain
I know I got it, that's why I write bars
I can't really justify telling you that my life's hard
'Cause I've been down the right path
Dabbled in the wrong one
I wonder which outcome will look better in the long run
Took a little walk with inconvenient thoughts and anguish
But the pain comes standard
I'm tired of feeling famished
The ends must be gritty 'cause be buss moves and then vanish in an instant
And then we fill our systems with cabbage it's a given
4 or 5 stitches, couldn't manage what this prick did
When I catch him im'a let him know the damage ain't forgiven
Imagine being a little kid, but only for a little bit
I had to grow up from the get go
On the road it was ten toes, killing it
I need to grind for the famo to get these figures in
At times I feel like giving in
I bet you wouldn't know that from the way I talk
This world's hectic, that's a throwback like it's 84
And we got members on the kodak, did I say before?
Just remember I'm a grown man when you're playing sports
Wall won't budge run f*ck it in tryna break the door
Hundreds in estates are poor
Ends is in a state of war
Caking but the money that you're making's getting sprayed on whores
It's blatant your the same as fakers claiming that they're laid with sauce
Touching on my name in vain
I don't like the way they're making statements with a vacant mind
You could run away or shine
Focused on my paper mate, that's why I'm writing all the time
Thinking you can save the day
Never leave a thought behind
Don't compare me to a soul I'm tryna make a life
Book a holiday and take a flight
To morocco or maybe Dubai
Ay
I been
I've been broken
Now I'm piecing back the pieces
Finally I'm finding healing
Learning how to let go of my hurt
I ain't perfect and that's okay
I know damn well I will be great
Doesn't matter what you people say
Writer: Rochelle Williams, Terell Gayle
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid