The Fall

While the label took my soul, i was trying to give em gold
Now I'm back into the fold, with stories: behold
About a man, with dreams of winning it all
Wishing Almighty supreme, grant em a curtain call
I'm trying to get it, and how i do it, not specific
When i sleep i see it all, i know that it's written
We all got vices, sometimes i fall victim
Sometimes stuck in conditions, make you feel inprisoned
Somethings up in my past, kinda left me superstitious
I'd rather demand now, than just ask permission
Pass specific, times when the rhymes was different
I was still puttin on for some bum ass niggas
I be in spots, where most can't just coexist
30 just got hit for bullshit, hold ya head
Trying to dodge the opps, same time i'm dodging feds
Surpassing all you rappers, that left me on read
It's Keem nigga
Oooooooooowe



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Willey, Brandon Lockett, Tevin O Ray
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