It Was Written
What's meant for me is already written
You cant erase it
I gotta write these vowels
Straight out of my momma basement
A college graduate
I thank the Lord, a nigga made it
First in the family
How'd a nigga make I through the basics
About to drop another classics
It's back to the basics
God is really using me for a bigger purpose
This shit I'm spitting make me sick
An make this niggas nervous
Back to myself, I found myself being blessed
I got another dream
To change the world with every word God be showing me
This life a growing tree
Young simba I'm being patient for the winter time to bundle up and hurdle up
My nigga we gonna get them
I've been backing forth for overthinking
I just learnt the reason
The enemy can't get to me
I'm back and forth season
I'm a black, rap out
My whole life mapped out
Imma give the chills, real thrills
I can't opt out
Now I take the second now
I'm just getting better now
Time for a sweathouse now
For what ye and my momma paid me no rush
I'm on a new level now
I just quite the devil down
I'm about to settle down
Marrying the woman of my life to great advice
Took some time
I can't rewind
Got mind focused on my granny moving like heavy and movie sets
I just move with patience
Only built for greatness
I'm just working on my purple tape
I'm on another spacing
Got a level tape
Someday I reminisce, only you stage left
The train state you were
I'm just in to win the time shine
I got this little light of myrrh
And imma come up
Only gets better with time
My dreams is on a run-off
You cant erase it
I gotta write these vowels
Straight out of my momma basement
A college graduate
I thank the Lord, a nigga made it
First in the family
How'd a nigga make I through the basics
About to drop another classics
It's back to the basics
God is really using me for a bigger purpose
This shit I'm spitting make me sick
An make this niggas nervous
Back to myself, I found myself being blessed
I got another dream
To change the world with every word God be showing me
This life a growing tree
Young simba I'm being patient for the winter time to bundle up and hurdle up
My nigga we gonna get them
I've been backing forth for overthinking
I just learnt the reason
The enemy can't get to me
I'm back and forth season
I'm a black, rap out
My whole life mapped out
Imma give the chills, real thrills
I can't opt out
Now I take the second now
I'm just getting better now
Time for a sweathouse now
For what ye and my momma paid me no rush
I'm on a new level now
I just quite the devil down
I'm about to settle down
Marrying the woman of my life to great advice
Took some time
I can't rewind
Got mind focused on my granny moving like heavy and movie sets
I just move with patience
Only built for greatness
I'm just working on my purple tape
I'm on another spacing
Got a level tape
Someday I reminisce, only you stage left
The train state you were
I'm just in to win the time shine
I got this little light of myrrh
And imma come up
Only gets better with time
My dreams is on a run-off
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Writer(s): Demauris Dixon, Robert Karlsson
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