Priorities

My momma saying I ain't do enough
Asking me why do I give so much when it ain't even adding up
Running down avenues that I never been through
Who am I supposed to turn to
When questioning direction chasing destinations I could only bring to
Life if I could see it straight
Quit tryna fit in
Started tryna make my way
This is where I show my pain
I call aaron prolly every day
Conversation helps me clear my brain
He knows all of my wins and losses
He pay for some studio time every time
The way he hold me down is awesome
Homie Was my teacher back in high school
Middle of autumn
I'm thinking like who knew
My life would ever come to this
Dream chasing
My priorities anonymous
Working 9-5 punching in and out
Picking up shifts when I can
keep my music thumping on heads like Pacqiouo
My fam upset that I chose music and I ain't take the college route
I'll go when I go
Trying not to let it stress em out
The constant questions of my ability stress me out
You asking me questions like I don't question myself
But lately only question I been asking myself is does the wealthy man question his wealth?
That's where my mind at
This prenup signed if I leave now then rap taking half of me
Like let me get your heart oh and where your mind at?
I couldn't stand the thought of leaving the game so mad at me

I'm tryna wrap my arms around rap happily

I been living with the words of psalm 23
on my chest Hoping

that through this valley of death
The light could fully attest that all my sins are at rest

And from there I'm finding my truth

So As I'm reintroduced
With the Lord as my Sheppard
A nigga gonna abuse
The game for everything it's got
Sticking up labels for all they got
Since they ain't put no offerings in the pot I bet these niggas got a lot
I'm running off into the heavens as I sit with my uncles
We splitting profit then we start discussing
I told em I miss em and I ain't fronting
Lost em both a month after the other
I felt my heart and soul break
Now whenever I walk I can feel the ground shake
Power in my hands
I know I won't break
Fortified for whatever gets thrown at me
Good or bad whichever way it bends
I'm still happy
That my dream of a Beamer Benz and Bentley
Isn't far from me
Keep in mind that a step back could still mean well for me
I got no idea what's to come for me
I'm doing whatever comes to me
And feels right
Hopefully my new life holds on and grips tight
I tell my homies all the time
What I got is ours and that even goes for time
No matter the dilemma just say it and ima spray it
My girl know I love her and she hoping a nigga make it
I hope to rock the stages
Sold out shows
Make the crowd roar like 40 from Harden at Madison square garden
But for now it's just me and my dreams
And in due time ima get whatever I earn
Hopefully no glitz or glamour just me and my words
Cause from beginning to end that's all I got
My intellect and my word
For me that's more than enough
So to that I give you my word
I got this