Random Thoughts
I'm done sharing my plans, when I do it you'll see it
I'm done proving myself, I don't need you to believe it
The mission is to turn dreams into reality
And I pray to God that I turn into a prodigy
Every night I think about it, nigga what's my legacy
When I die what will I leave behind for my seed
Every night I dream about it, sometimes it haunts me
But Insha Allah, death won't be the remedy
And why do evil doers look blessed, I ask
And why do good people seem depressed
I met a dude last night and he said he won't even hesitate
To put a knife straight to his chest
Society is all wrong now, and so, you doing right you look like the clown
Start talking about God then they all frown, but you just talk about menace
Then they all down, huh
Huh
A lot of sins no longer sins nigga, but has the good book been revised
Nigga I really want to know
Nigga I really want, know
Know, know, know, know
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I see fire in the sun reflecting on the moon
The devil is around but Jesus coming soon
You shouldn't get offended if you know where you're from
And especially where you're heading to
But I get it, sometimes my boys get confused
And they don't even know which one of them to choose
Some claim we're in the dream of a celestial being
So be careful about the sh*t you willing to believe
And they ask, "how you do it bro"
I say, "nigga I embrace both the high and the low"
When I'm feeling down, I'm maintaining hope
I never look down on myself and never look to the rope, no
If your absence wasn't enough
To make them regret the way they treated you
What shows that your presence will
Oh man, it's so hard to say goodbye
Well, here goes nothing
We logged in the same year but they signed out before me
Life is unfair so I'm turning into a zombie
Cos if I fool around and let emotions in
I'll do something that'll inevitably harm me
And so I'm letting go, R.I.P J, R.I.P O
Mandem were my family, mandem were my bros
So it's really really sad that ya'll had to go
But I guess God knows
I guess he knows, he knows, he knows
I'm done proving myself, I don't need you to believe it
The mission is to turn dreams into reality
And I pray to God that I turn into a prodigy
Every night I think about it, nigga what's my legacy
When I die what will I leave behind for my seed
Every night I dream about it, sometimes it haunts me
But Insha Allah, death won't be the remedy
And why do evil doers look blessed, I ask
And why do good people seem depressed
I met a dude last night and he said he won't even hesitate
To put a knife straight to his chest
Society is all wrong now, and so, you doing right you look like the clown
Start talking about God then they all frown, but you just talk about menace
Then they all down, huh
Huh
A lot of sins no longer sins nigga, but has the good book been revised
Nigga I really want to know
Nigga I really want, know
Know, know, know, know
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I see fire in the sun reflecting on the moon
The devil is around but Jesus coming soon
You shouldn't get offended if you know where you're from
And especially where you're heading to
But I get it, sometimes my boys get confused
And they don't even know which one of them to choose
Some claim we're in the dream of a celestial being
So be careful about the sh*t you willing to believe
And they ask, "how you do it bro"
I say, "nigga I embrace both the high and the low"
When I'm feeling down, I'm maintaining hope
I never look down on myself and never look to the rope, no
If your absence wasn't enough
To make them regret the way they treated you
What shows that your presence will
Oh man, it's so hard to say goodbye
Well, here goes nothing
We logged in the same year but they signed out before me
Life is unfair so I'm turning into a zombie
Cos if I fool around and let emotions in
I'll do something that'll inevitably harm me
And so I'm letting go, R.I.P J, R.I.P O
Mandem were my family, mandem were my bros
So it's really really sad that ya'll had to go
But I guess God knows
I guess he knows, he knows, he knows
Credits
Writer(s): Osborn Ayande, Samuel Owusu-duodu
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