Close to the Edge
Pain is all I know
I been trying to get back on the road
But my thoughts
My thoughts are haunting me
Close my eyes because I fear what I see
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
Now they trynna push me to the edge
They trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Word to enemies you keep me on my toes
Step in my vicinity end up in catacombs
Master of my peace I suggest you carry on
Before I blast you with some heat
That leave your brains splattered on
Common sense you lack
Skin tone is black
You see me as a criminal
But if I'm fighting back
I'm a stereotype
Clear to see I was never your type, ain't wanna fight
You switching up
You followed the hype
Now listen to me rap as I murder the mic
Your raps fake you just do it for likes
You severely lacking passion to be in a spotlight
I might not be selling, know I haven't reached the charts
Influenced generations I gave them they golden hearts
Parent to the game I'll make sure I've done my part
Tales from the backroad guess I don't know where to start
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
Now they trynna push me to the edge
They trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
Now they trynna push me to the edge
They trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Pardon my speech, I usually try to skip ebonics
You hate the cadence my mind focused on economics
I take a knee they say I'm not being patriotic
I understand but killing somebody's idiotic
Made it to a ripe young age
Where the city wanna try to put me on a front page
And find the faintest little lie just to fuel they rage
Been a saint but they still wanna throw they shade
But I'm sick
Sick of the hurdles I gotta jump
Don't even ask
Think that I'm running like Forrest Gump
Go for the pass
Recently coming out of a slump
For many days
Haters been looking like Dr. Klump
Strength in perseverance wasn't raised as a quitter
Posts on social media they hating on my Twitter
Most the people talking probably just a little bitter
They asked me to remember told them that I would consider
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
Now they trynna push me to the edge
They trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
Now they trynna push me to the edge
They trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Pain is all I know
I been trying to get back on the road
Wait a second, hear my out
I hope you don't pull the trigger
Got in it for the art
Now you lost in hidden figures
But I'm here it's okay
We can fight another day
I don't know if you're religious
But I took the time to pray
For your peace
For your mind
You have struggled for some time
Take a breath, soak it in
Lay your hand down in mine
If you're down or you're out you can call anytime
Persevere almost here, I can tell it's your time
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
I been trying to get back on the road
But my thoughts
My thoughts are haunting me
Close my eyes because I fear what I see
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
Now they trynna push me to the edge
They trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Word to enemies you keep me on my toes
Step in my vicinity end up in catacombs
Master of my peace I suggest you carry on
Before I blast you with some heat
That leave your brains splattered on
Common sense you lack
Skin tone is black
You see me as a criminal
But if I'm fighting back
I'm a stereotype
Clear to see I was never your type, ain't wanna fight
You switching up
You followed the hype
Now listen to me rap as I murder the mic
Your raps fake you just do it for likes
You severely lacking passion to be in a spotlight
I might not be selling, know I haven't reached the charts
Influenced generations I gave them they golden hearts
Parent to the game I'll make sure I've done my part
Tales from the backroad guess I don't know where to start
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
Now they trynna push me to the edge
They trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
Now they trynna push me to the edge
They trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Pardon my speech, I usually try to skip ebonics
You hate the cadence my mind focused on economics
I take a knee they say I'm not being patriotic
I understand but killing somebody's idiotic
Made it to a ripe young age
Where the city wanna try to put me on a front page
And find the faintest little lie just to fuel they rage
Been a saint but they still wanna throw they shade
But I'm sick
Sick of the hurdles I gotta jump
Don't even ask
Think that I'm running like Forrest Gump
Go for the pass
Recently coming out of a slump
For many days
Haters been looking like Dr. Klump
Strength in perseverance wasn't raised as a quitter
Posts on social media they hating on my Twitter
Most the people talking probably just a little bitter
They asked me to remember told them that I would consider
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
Now they trynna push me to the edge
They trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
Now they trynna push me to the edge
They trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Now they trynna push me to the edge
Pain is all I know
I been trying to get back on the road
Wait a second, hear my out
I hope you don't pull the trigger
Got in it for the art
Now you lost in hidden figures
But I'm here it's okay
We can fight another day
I don't know if you're religious
But I took the time to pray
For your peace
For your mind
You have struggled for some time
Take a breath, soak it in
Lay your hand down in mine
If you're down or you're out you can call anytime
Persevere almost here, I can tell it's your time
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
Daydreams of making it
But never faking it
So close to victory
Feel like I'm tasting it
Trying to make history
That's why I'm chasing it
Suffering through the misery
I'm finally changing it
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Writer(s): Cameron London
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