Pictures of Hope
So this is what it feels like, livin in this real life
Eyes open real sight, no crash land take flight
Learned to enjoy the ride, working to see them gates
Praying I stay alive, dodging bullets with this word
I try not to preach, but I do speak on what observed tryna reach
YOU yes YOU, listening as I speak
King had a dream, but everyday I lose sleep
X by any means at all cost do I seek, change
But debt still increase every week
Clear your minds, all the time we divide
Instead lets joint together my people enjoy the vibe lets go!
Nothing but good vibes
Sketching out the highs & the lows of this life
For those sick of being low, tryna paint pictures of hope
Nothing but good vibes
Sketching out the highs & the lows of this life
For those sick of being low, tryna paint pictures of hope, ya know?
Focus on the wrong things let it all go
Giving this my all ya boy going for broke
With no dollar to his name, how do he stay afloat
But of course the King reigns, as the shower clears the smoke
Transparent as possible, we all face obstacles
Tryna play a real part so I'm open to movie roles
The flow tidal, waving to my rival
Cause the captain of the team got us in mode for survival
All these young boys looking up to those posers
Sick to my stomach got a chip on my shoulder
But leave it to the fall like the season
The Lord is the reason, the fall will come please believe him
Nothing but good vibes
Sketching out the highs & the lows of this life
For those sick of being low, tryna paint pictures of hope
Nothing but good vibes
Sketching out the highs & the lows of this life
For those sick of being low, tryna paint pictures of hope, ya know?
This what beauty sound like
Tryna rub 2 dimes and a nickel a quarter in this life I made it
The fight to get here was nothing nice
Climbing out a mess of wrong, tryna do it right
Smoke filled nights intoxicated the light
Brain thinking just do it, thats word to Phil Knight, ha!
Ya'll don't really hear me, I'm fab with the mic
Off the wall when I write cuz the author paid the price
Dirty computer screens, tryna walk away
Tipping the image on the pole in a dark place
But saved by his grace, break free from the cage
This walk be a zoo, if you don't work to see his face
Hoping somebody hear me, knowing you gotta feel me
Painting pictures with my words, his word be the remedy
Clearing up the sickness, envision when its written
Hopin' this last listen got chu all to see my vision, "blessing in this art"
Eyes open real sight, no crash land take flight
Learned to enjoy the ride, working to see them gates
Praying I stay alive, dodging bullets with this word
I try not to preach, but I do speak on what observed tryna reach
YOU yes YOU, listening as I speak
King had a dream, but everyday I lose sleep
X by any means at all cost do I seek, change
But debt still increase every week
Clear your minds, all the time we divide
Instead lets joint together my people enjoy the vibe lets go!
Nothing but good vibes
Sketching out the highs & the lows of this life
For those sick of being low, tryna paint pictures of hope
Nothing but good vibes
Sketching out the highs & the lows of this life
For those sick of being low, tryna paint pictures of hope, ya know?
Focus on the wrong things let it all go
Giving this my all ya boy going for broke
With no dollar to his name, how do he stay afloat
But of course the King reigns, as the shower clears the smoke
Transparent as possible, we all face obstacles
Tryna play a real part so I'm open to movie roles
The flow tidal, waving to my rival
Cause the captain of the team got us in mode for survival
All these young boys looking up to those posers
Sick to my stomach got a chip on my shoulder
But leave it to the fall like the season
The Lord is the reason, the fall will come please believe him
Nothing but good vibes
Sketching out the highs & the lows of this life
For those sick of being low, tryna paint pictures of hope
Nothing but good vibes
Sketching out the highs & the lows of this life
For those sick of being low, tryna paint pictures of hope, ya know?
This what beauty sound like
Tryna rub 2 dimes and a nickel a quarter in this life I made it
The fight to get here was nothing nice
Climbing out a mess of wrong, tryna do it right
Smoke filled nights intoxicated the light
Brain thinking just do it, thats word to Phil Knight, ha!
Ya'll don't really hear me, I'm fab with the mic
Off the wall when I write cuz the author paid the price
Dirty computer screens, tryna walk away
Tipping the image on the pole in a dark place
But saved by his grace, break free from the cage
This walk be a zoo, if you don't work to see his face
Hoping somebody hear me, knowing you gotta feel me
Painting pictures with my words, his word be the remedy
Clearing up the sickness, envision when its written
Hopin' this last listen got chu all to see my vision, "blessing in this art"
Credits
Writer(s): Tobias Ramage
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