Open Letter

This a open letter the homies tryna make it
Maybe you made it but don't wanna get complacent
They out there waiting, it's just in they human nature
That's why even if I got it, gotta chase it

I done been here before, I been on this road, been on my own
Stare at the mirror man to man that's how I get in the zone
Don't stand a chance you better get on the phone
Class in session, better listen or I'm sending em home
I am heating up but trust I been in the cold
I'm in it to win it, what I look like being in it to fold
I'm stuck on a high never ducking them lows
I call niggas Aladdin cause what they on is never touching this flow (Floor)
They better be lucky I chose
To let them live and I'm not out here living just to expose
These niggas suck and it shows
Flawed behavior they be huggin they bros
Whole time they be... never mind
Not even close to really reaching my peak
Like how these fake hustling niggas don't really be from the streets
All that game they be selling so cheap, I hope you keep the receipt
As for me, see Ima speak for the weak
Those that may have lost their fire with a need to reheat
Maybe feeling defeat, well just bring em to me
And I give just what they need
Giving life to the heartless, bringing light to the darkness
Been thru hell but still shining regardless

This a open letter to the homies tryna make it
Maybe you made it but don't wanna get complacent
They out there waiting, it's just in they human nature
That's why even if I got it, gotta chase it

It sounds so soulful don't you agree
Better days are what I'm hopeful to see
I find myself losing faith the more I scroll thru the tweets
Not even safe to take a stroll thru the streets
And staying alive has been my goal for the week
Thought it was over for me
See you can have it all and still feel so incomplete
Like a home with a leak
I use my pen to pour my soul on the sheets
And use my voice to pour my soul on the beat, nigga
Check it
What a feeling, when you know you bout to make a killing
I knew I was the one before I stepped foot in the building
Not a soul in sight but honestly, that thing is so appealing
No fans is cool cause when I look up I don't see a ceiling
I only seen a chance to make it, I was eager, willing
The gap between the generations I can be the filling
I can be the hero, I can be the villain
Whatever brings your purpose out, that thing need revealing,
The people need a healing, gotta make it thru the fight
The days are getting longer, gotta make it thru the night
Better lose ya pride, better choose ya side
This world will do you wrong, I'm tryna do you right nigga
I'm tryna do you right yeah
Tryna do you right

I got one more for you
Look, check it
I been feeling exposed, I don't really know why life been dealing them blows
To get to the highs you gotta get thru all the lows
They only there for you to grow
Member the times I thought I was ready for those blows that life would throw
I could barely oppose the heat, a nigga stood steady and froze
Wasn't ready before but now a nigga is ready to go
Had a talk with Lord he asked me what I was settlin for
I was settling?
He was like yeah son you was settling
All of the plans you got is irrelevant cause what I got for you is inevitable
So tell me son, you ready to roll are you ready to fly
Is that a question, for these dreams see I'm willing to die
God you heard me? I said I'm willing to die
I heard you son, you said it twice now you can never deny
You willing to die for a dream in which you really believe
I respect your grind but lemme be clear cause I don't wanna mislead
Where you think you got the vision for things you see
You can't believe in things I gave you more than you believe in me

This a open letter to the homies tryna make it
Maybe you made it but don't wanna get complacent
They out there waiting, it's just in they human nature
That's why even if I got it, gotta chase it



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Chealey
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