And now you're questionin' the decisions I'm makin' lately
Said that's rich comin' from someone who barely gave me a penny
If you were here you'd understand my reflection
Cause' standin' over there gives you an ill informed perception
Of who I am who I'm meant to be and the couches between
Cause' when you wake up is when I'll be living the dream
I've embarked upon this journey alone
Now I'm four years within the unknown but yet so lyrically grown
How did my life become like this
It's all a puzzle drinkin' I can find the answer in the bottom of this bottle
So we work just to work more
Won the last floor says has fallen through a thousand more
When the rich take less to the grave than the poor
My mum's callin' my phone and I'm on the road
I take the call she's low sayin' she's been diagnosed
With the same shit that had me wear a black suit and tie
When my mother's mother said goodbye back in ninety nine
There's a thin line between love and hate
And I see people cross the border every day
And I see people hustlin' to find change
In the pursuit to find change
All I know is
Ato come home
Ato ain't ready Ato needs to get more
The hour glasses pressure ain't resistant through some pesimism despite all these feelings be the rhythm to the way I'm livin'
And if you find
A diamond in the dirt
A broken bridge by a river
Or a sinner by a church
Trust I know life is too short to not give time to a possibility without hope
Young guy you don't know why
Livin' in the city where they leave you by the roadside
All I know in the place where I've grown is I don't wanna be like him
Young guy you don't know why
Livin' in the city where they leave you by the roadside
All I know in the place where I've grown is
Think about you
Drink about you
I tried with you, but you pushed me away
Way deeper into yesterday
Hold up where you goin' you best not be playin' games
One fight away from changing this picture inside this frame
See when you go
Is not back to my usual
Young artistic nigga in the city with that pencil full of pain
Into walkin' in the rain
And the raindrops they fall heavy for me
It's funny, feel like it's gods way of tryna' speak to me
Well that's what I feel
Feel what I imagine is real
Just a flower in this field
Tryna' find my way between
The pretty lady's finger and thumb
And she's god
Cause' she controls the feelings I've got
But I've got so much on my brain these days
I feel the waves getting far too big to handle feel to turn this ship the other way
Sail back to the harbor like your average Joe and play it safe
But that's not life
That's not what I chose
The Romans made these roads that I refuse to follow populated with people that don't see past the tip of their nose
In the process lost a place called home
Lost my girl
Feel as if I'm alone starin' at the park
There's a billion people that feel the same
Life is how you see it and I see it as a frame
The picture that it holds becomes clear on your final days
Pray it's never my choice to choose to give the brush away
Young guy you don't know why
Livin' in the city where they leave you by the roadside
All I know in the place where I've grown is I don't wanna be like him
Young guy you don't know why
Livin' in the city where they leave you by the roadside
All I know in the place where I've grown is
That's when I realized I'd rather have real enemies than fake friends
Be true to me than lyin' cheatin' on sunday say amen
I keep spinnin' the world on the tip of my fingers
Stressing the waves
Killin' them masses
Twenty four hours a day
Just to test em
If I stop it wonder
Who calls it a blessin' wonder
Who sees the disaster
Wonder who can see the lesson
But my left hand keeps on spinnin' it I'm out of control
My eyes reflectin' the cadence with no intention to close
And now you're questionin' the decisions I'm makin' lately
Said that's rich comin' from someone who barely gave me a penny
If you were here you'd understand my reflection
Cause' standin' over there gives you an ill informed perception
Of who I am who I'm meant to be and the couches between
Cause' when you wake up is when I'll be living the dream