Things Remembered
Woke up not seeing my dreams
Nightmares are coming true
Had alarmingly few times in my life I ain't know what to do
What I'm going through ain't nothing new
Guess I'll join the crew
Back against the wall
Rise or Fall
It's all up to you
It's all on me
I might lose
But I can guarantee
I won't
So take that for what it is and I'll disagree
But that's just me
Under pressure I see overachieve
Took a leap of faith not looking down
Watch me spread my wings
In credible dreams
Schemes
Working towards better things
The things I'm seeing
Nothing less than the best so best believe
I will succeed
Sow my seeds
Reap all the benefits
Time is money
Money is money
Neither is generous
Take it for what it is
Means to an end
The end of the road is known for transforming boys into men
The lucky ones
Others say fuck it son
Never learn
Stay stuck at one
Let time
Life
Fly by
Die
Period
Son
That's how it is
It's bad
That's how some live
It's sad
Once I learned to let go of things out my control
I got the game in the bag
I got the game in the bag
My drive at times drives me mad
Wouldn't have it any other way
Tell em why you mad
I just did
Can I live
Beyond a reasonable doubt
I'm trying to get to infinity and beyond
Then be out
Coach
Player
GM
Scout
Rough draft
Shipped him out
Brought him back to square one
Built him up
And shipped him out
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