Note to Self
Always tryna be the greatest boy im really kakarot
Take my family out the place where all the guns go KAK alot
Working with the hammer you would think that I'm from ragnorok
Never tell em but my vision bout to help me pass alot
Rarely came in first so I guess that i came last alot
But everything gon change no them L's will not last alot
Im my biggest critic so I put myself on blast alot
I cannot be average so I'm all up in my bag alot
(Yea yea yea)
Everyday I pray to God that I don't get complacent
Ask him for the vision and the energy to chase it
Only get one life and I don't wanna waste it (Waste it)
(Yea yea yea)
Im seeing what I want and then I say gimme
I got me a wish but no im not timmy
Ima get my bag and give my folks stimmys (Stimmys)
Oooo,
All the nights I stay up in my room
Prayin to God and askin what to do
Don't wanna be average I wanna bloom
Be a better you
Yeah
I just wanna be better
And I'm not talkin fashion or cheddar
But I'm just talkin bout them goals that you achieve without measures
A lotta People say that diamonds form with all sorts of pressure
But Ima tell you that my rubies were made simply with effort
Now I just got all these trophies that you guys labeled my treasure
Someone asked me what was worth more your achievements or your pleasure?
I said neither,
Just tryna get on my golden state Chris Webber
I know I'm headed for greatness all cause I never said never, oh my
(God)
I don't need applause (Applause)
All glory goes to him, not to me that's fraud (Yeah yeah)
Cause he granted all my wishes like them fairly odd
Parents thank you for teaching me how to keep my guard
Up
Can't get caught up
With this messiness and all the drama
Cause like some karma
It will come around like spit from lamas
Just tryna spread some joy and sunshine call me the Bahamas
Finally on my high like a puff of marijuana
Quit playin
Just takin trips thru my memory lane
Copped some Jordan 1's and a couple thoughts off my very brain
Like feel this pain
It's easy to look at life
Like "I coulda done so much more"
And very much-well complain
Cause what I'm sayin
You're takin life to plain
Cause most of y'all will throw it away for a $1 and a little fame
Like what a shame
Thinking this is a game
Get yo life together before it blows up in balls of flames homie
Take my family out the place where all the guns go KAK alot
Working with the hammer you would think that I'm from ragnorok
Never tell em but my vision bout to help me pass alot
Rarely came in first so I guess that i came last alot
But everything gon change no them L's will not last alot
Im my biggest critic so I put myself on blast alot
I cannot be average so I'm all up in my bag alot
(Yea yea yea)
Everyday I pray to God that I don't get complacent
Ask him for the vision and the energy to chase it
Only get one life and I don't wanna waste it (Waste it)
(Yea yea yea)
Im seeing what I want and then I say gimme
I got me a wish but no im not timmy
Ima get my bag and give my folks stimmys (Stimmys)
Oooo,
All the nights I stay up in my room
Prayin to God and askin what to do
Don't wanna be average I wanna bloom
Be a better you
Yeah
I just wanna be better
And I'm not talkin fashion or cheddar
But I'm just talkin bout them goals that you achieve without measures
A lotta People say that diamonds form with all sorts of pressure
But Ima tell you that my rubies were made simply with effort
Now I just got all these trophies that you guys labeled my treasure
Someone asked me what was worth more your achievements or your pleasure?
I said neither,
Just tryna get on my golden state Chris Webber
I know I'm headed for greatness all cause I never said never, oh my
(God)
I don't need applause (Applause)
All glory goes to him, not to me that's fraud (Yeah yeah)
Cause he granted all my wishes like them fairly odd
Parents thank you for teaching me how to keep my guard
Up
Can't get caught up
With this messiness and all the drama
Cause like some karma
It will come around like spit from lamas
Just tryna spread some joy and sunshine call me the Bahamas
Finally on my high like a puff of marijuana
Quit playin
Just takin trips thru my memory lane
Copped some Jordan 1's and a couple thoughts off my very brain
Like feel this pain
It's easy to look at life
Like "I coulda done so much more"
And very much-well complain
Cause what I'm sayin
You're takin life to plain
Cause most of y'all will throw it away for a $1 and a little fame
Like what a shame
Thinking this is a game
Get yo life together before it blows up in balls of flames homie
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Writer(s): Isaiah Michael Fiedler
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