Poderoso
Yeah
Life made me a better person
Travel the road determined, had the nerve to burn the burdens, uh
I couldn't hold my tongue for certain, turned to gold
I spun my purpose 'round like merry-go, my weary soul is met in person
Perfect, steepness simmer down, my boiling blood is undeserving
I kept the slivers shroud but now my blessing home
It isn't what I found, it's how I found it all alone
Hundred fifty grand, a thousand sessions on the go, go
Goal, life is what you make it, so make it worth it
Make it past the year, I'll slow my racing soul, I show you purpose
Like I don't wanna disappear, my baby gon' wake me up my sleep I hold
The times I cried and held my beard as if I couldn't hear a sound
I shriek or shout, about the shit, I gotta grow with it, go with it
Beneath the streets, bones and shit
I have to speak about it, vain is not the culprit
On the train floating, high as hell, dozing
Might as well just close my eyes, the fear is there approaching
Self loather in them Navy loafers, slow poking
Iron sword in grave, mi nombre poderoso
They say it doesn't get cold how it used to but I'm colder and colder
Stripped trees, the ground red and golden, sky clear, crisp, clean
Sun out but the moon's still there tracking over my shoulder
Breath frozen, James Lofton, words live in the air, books is coffins
She scorned him, saw it coming but I didn't care, unstoppable forces
We was young, we ran like horses
It's another painting hidden under the portrait
I want for every nigga who had to forfeit
Dumbed out, I wasn't smart enough to quit
Afternoons wander the catacombs, tombs line the rooms
Every room a tomb, every shelf hoarding doom
I kissed her in the stacks under the biblioteca
Just once
Tasted like sweet peppers and blunts, peppermint gum
Life made me a better person
Travel the road determined, had the nerve to burn the burdens, uh
I couldn't hold my tongue for certain, turned to gold
I spun my purpose 'round like merry-go, my weary soul is met in person
Perfect, steepness simmer down, my boiling blood is undeserving
I kept the slivers shroud but now my blessing home
It isn't what I found, it's how I found it all alone
Hundred fifty grand, a thousand sessions on the go, go
Goal, life is what you make it, so make it worth it
Make it past the year, I'll slow my racing soul, I show you purpose
Like I don't wanna disappear, my baby gon' wake me up my sleep I hold
The times I cried and held my beard as if I couldn't hear a sound
I shriek or shout, about the shit, I gotta grow with it, go with it
Beneath the streets, bones and shit
I have to speak about it, vain is not the culprit
On the train floating, high as hell, dozing
Might as well just close my eyes, the fear is there approaching
Self loather in them Navy loafers, slow poking
Iron sword in grave, mi nombre poderoso
They say it doesn't get cold how it used to but I'm colder and colder
Stripped trees, the ground red and golden, sky clear, crisp, clean
Sun out but the moon's still there tracking over my shoulder
Breath frozen, James Lofton, words live in the air, books is coffins
She scorned him, saw it coming but I didn't care, unstoppable forces
We was young, we ran like horses
It's another painting hidden under the portrait
I want for every nigga who had to forfeit
Dumbed out, I wasn't smart enough to quit
Afternoons wander the catacombs, tombs line the rooms
Every room a tomb, every shelf hoarding doom
I kissed her in the stacks under the biblioteca
Just once
Tasted like sweet peppers and blunts, peppermint gum
Credits
Writer(s): F Porter, Sage Elsesser
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