Leaves of Memories

It's true I'm 23 and I still wanna be a rapper
I don't expect most to understand what I am after
Got my bachelor no master
Preaching like a pastor
She want me to go to school and get my education

No way
It's okay
Cuz I know you want what's best for me
Always know what I can do but she just want the rest to see
The formula for happiness I got the recipe
At least for me I think it's being who I'm fucking meant to be

I had my doubts
I needed confirmation
I played a show and overcame my fear of confrontation
I keep releasing singles and they ask for compilations
So I know they want my music man

I don't who's a fan but if you are just let me know
Cuz that will really help me blow
Don't need to make up if I know I got a healthy glow
And if I'm slept on well thats just fine
When I'm down I can only go up and that's just time

I know my clock ticking
And so the plot thicken
If they don't see me making moves
I know my stock slipping
Nobody wanna pin me down like WrestleMania
To get on stage I had to play a show in Pennsylvania

I try to network
But they don't even stop and listen
And who can blame em for not assisting the competition
But I believe that we can grow and thats my proposition
No negotiations I don't lobby like a politician



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Ekwuaju
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