CHORUS: I remember all the people, how they said I wouldn’t make it/ I just wanna show you that I’m here and I’ma take it/ recently I feel like I’ve been having revelations/ all I need is God and I’m good, baby/ And I just wanna show you I could/ And I just wanna show you I could/ ’cause you said I wouldn’t make it/ I just wanna show you that I could, baby/…
VERSE 1: Yo I’m lookin’ through my rear view, my past is not a clear view/ I’ve shut down my ears, and now my heart is what I hear through/ I’ve shut down my eyes, and now my soul is what I peer through/ ’cause God whispered to me, yo these struggles gon’ prepare you/ prepare you, this world is feelin’ something like a throne that I’m the heir to/ and since the people put me there, I put the people there too/ sky’s looking gray and I’m just tryna make it clear blue/ and always take the path that’s opposite of what my peers do/ cheers to, college graduates that had to study hard/ and homeless brothers sleeping in them gutter yards/ blessed be the babies that grow up to be their mothers charms/ RIP to those few that died inside their mothers arms/ life is such a trip now, ’cause I’m taking trips now/ inches from some luggage bags with custom made grips now/ all because I rip down, stages with my gift now/ I’m standing on the cliff where I can say good bye to “if” now/
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VERSE 2: I’m not a leaser I’m an owner, I’m high but not a stoner/ i guess there’s something potent in my oxygen’s aroma/ and if you’re in a daze then I can help you out ya’ coma/ no diploma but the art i spew belongs inside the Moma/ I’m tryna make my mom proud, that’s my persona/ and your guns could go pow pow but i still love the corner/ so shout goes out to everybody feelin’ like a goner/ they put us in this ocean with emotionless piranhas/ i swim around the ocean tryna feel like i belong here/ but something tells me I wont make it to my rockin’ arm chair/ i got a fear of dying young, and that’s okay though/ ’cause I’ma make sure to mold the game no play-dough/ life is such a trip now, ’cause I’m taking trips now/ inches from some luggage bags with custom made grips now/ all because i rip down, stages with my gift now/ I’m standing on the cliff where I can say good bye to “if” now/
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BRIDGE (2X): And I feel like giving in/ I feel like falling down/ But I could never stop it now/ So I turn and face the crowd/