The Last Dance

You know, you only live once
In the past, especially in my relationships
I feel like I wasted and never valued my time
It reminds me to be happy in the present
And live the one life that I have, to the fullest

I swear we gon' get it out the mud
(Im'ma, Im'ma, let me hold your hand)
I promise we can stick it out for good
(Walk with me)

Ain't left the crib for a while now
Feelin' tied down
Swear I'm 'bout to wild out
Yo, hold up, I need a time-out
Cuz I can't sleep
Can't eat
Can't dine out
I'm tryna breathe with ease
Plus, all I wants to see my son succeed
I mean
How'd we get here in this moment
How'd this happen
It's too early for us to start moving backward
This life is ruthless
And maybe I've been foolish
But baby we gon' get through this
Put that on everything I love
I came to do this
I was born to rap, born to hustle
I'm a dad, was born to love you
Swore my knees would never buckle
Plus I'm sure that's what a thug do
Put that on my life that I put nothing else above you
Said I want this shit forever
By your side through any struggle

I swear we gon' get it out the mud
Told lil' mama don't cry
We'll stick it out for good (Ugh)
When times get tough
Boy I'm out for blood
Take a different route
Yo, I don't know how I could
Man it's JUST-LIKE-THAT
How we get shot down
You still got one round
And we BUST-RIGHT-BACK
And I bust right back
How we get shot down
You still got one round
Man it's JUST-LIKE-THAT

Walking circles round this room
Just losin' it
Confusing this life with what's reality
I know it sounds dramatic
But all I hear is static
Is it a heart attack or asthma
Stat, I start to panic
Life's been too demanding
Too much drama, lack of magic
My worlds flipped upside down
Like acrobatics
Hurlin' sick till I can't stand up
Homie told me keep ya head up
But I've had it, I can't stand it
Losin' love like its a trend
And I can barely even manage
To get a grip on where I've landed
If I broke down tomorrow
Would you still love me
If I ask you some questions
Keep it real for me
See you the only one that truly understand me
Hold me down like the upper hand
There ain't no Plan B
That's the definition of family

I swear we gon' get it out the mud
Told lil' mama don't cry
We'll stick it out for good (Ugh)
When times get tough
Boy I'm out for blood
Take a different route
Yo, I don't know how I could
Man it's JUST-LIKE-THAT
How we get shot down
I still got one round
And we BUST-RIGHT-BACK
And I bust right back
How we get shot down
You still got one round
Man it's JUST-LIKE-THAT



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Fusco
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