Who I Used To Be

When I look at myself I ask who is he
And say god what the fuck did you do to me
Since my accident Im not who I used to be
Few changes good and bad this shit is new to me
Still the music choosing me
This is what i choose to be
Never ever choose to leave
Felt the music moving me
As my life was getting cut
Like a bad movie scene
Thought to myself
Aint nobody losing me

So I live life as I lived twice
Struck by a car one night
Last thing I recall was a bright light
That changed to a vision of my life
Seen my childhood right in sight
Whole life played like a movie night
Next up was a scene of fright
Stood by my body thinking like
What happened is this my time?
Is this the day where I lie
In a grave make moms cry
Cuz her son passed before she died
No fuck that got things to try
Got things to do before yall eyes
So I had to rise still traumatized
Thinking bout motivation I'd supply
With every rhyme on every track
One of the reasons why I came back
Gotta show moms I could make that
Gotta show em Im still here
Yeah bet they gunna hate that
Rappin was on a niggas mind everytime when I was laid back
In a hospital bed
Faded off my meds
Lowkey thinking bout some head
While my left leg felt dead
Couldnt take a breath
Nor could I take a step
Without remembering that day my soul had almost left

When I look at myself I ask who is he
And say god what the fuck did you do to me
Since my accident Im not who I used to be
Few changes good and bad this shit is new to me
Still the music choosing me
This is what i choose to be
Never ever choose to leave
Felt the music moving me
As my life was getting cut
Like a bad movie scene
Thought to myself
Aint nobody losing me

I've always been told that life will hit you hard
But never ever thought that it'd hit me w a car
I think about this night moment that I'm breathing
The thoughts on my mind on occasion has me speechless
Left in the road w the bro
I was reaching out for help screaming
As Im clinging onto life
Whiteman speeding trynna get up out of sight
Man you wouldnt believe it
He almost took my life
And I feel cheated
They say I'll never be right
Yet its still needed
For me to spit on a mic
Because Im still speaking
Spitting till I reach my heights
Fighting inner demons
When I use a pencil to write
This is a curse to me
So I spit with all of my might
It occurs to me that
Im alone in this fight
The world versus me
Got me feeling disliked
This shit hurts to me
Sike yall aint killing my vibe

When I look at myself I ask who is he
And say god what the fuck did you do to me
Since my accident Im not who I used to be
Few changes good and bad this shit is new to me
Still the music choosing me
This is what i choose to be
Never ever choose to leave
Felt the music moving me
As my life was getting cut
Like a bad movie scene
Thought to myself
Aint nobody losing me

So every verse I shed upon a beat
I'll do my best
I do this for my dawgs who dreadfully
Got put to rest
And Im tired of those who pretend to be
Like they're not less than a friend to me
Cuz Im blessed to be
Dressed in the gift of a second chance
that was sent to me
Life is a test and I guess it got the best of me
Im a mess but maybe it just meant to be
Shit maybe it was just meant to be
So I could spit relentlessly
And create a legacy
If you against me then guess what You is fuckin dead to me
Cut off like a vasectomy
Dont care what haters said to me
That claim I would allegedly
Fail to spit impeccably
On every beat Incessantly
They gave me 9 months to walk
I walked in 3
That proves you can achieve things
If you cease to give into defeat
Dont let life have you on yo knees
Dont follow man you gotta lead
Gotta believe gotta see
That these haters are the least
Of yo problems oughta be
Motivated constantly
To keep pushin not stopping for niggas at the bottom gee
Trynna be a prodigy
Honestly I wanna sleep
But cant because Im workin on my music till Im droppin heat
Mopping these
Rappers off the floor
Cautiously looking out for fakes claiming that they real
But they not to me



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Anthony Hutchins, James Tennaple
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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