Roadblock
Yeah
All these conflicting thoughts at me
Racing through my mind
Jumping hurdles like a track meet
Staying on the grind
Hope to make my parents happy
Half think I'm sublime
Other half wouldn't dap me
Wack beef
Feel like reality is blurred when
People hit my line
Say I write with an absurd pen
Word LEN?
Word, guess I'm good with my words then
Don't know what you heard
But the rumors like a bird sent
A message over text
Talking money for some sex
You ain't a tool the same way
I ain't a bank cashing checks
Take me for a fool you catch a block
Else you expect
All I ask is for a little bit of god damn respect bitch
Next bitch
Wasting little time
I'm tryna be more direct, bitch
Entering my prime
Need to find more connects
Switch flows on 'em
Like they change styles for they outfit
Tryna get mines say you helped me
I doubt it
I don't know where I'm headed
I tried this before
But all I reached was a dead-end
How could I forget it
This shit has been embedded in my brain
Struck once and I'm tryna prevent it
This for everybody representing from the 'sco block
No turning back
Keep pushing when the road stops
Can't wait for others
I'll be ready when the door knocks
Now I got a chance
To get over my roadblock
Yeah
I learn from others' mistakes
So I don't make 'em
Still found me in a place
Where it's hard for me to thank 'em
Now it's commonplace that
People make promises to break 'em
I gotta go alone
Ain't nobody else I'm taking
Inside the mind of a passive activist
Facing challenges
And incomplete from lack of acumen
Tapping in, my failure's music
To the ears of masochists
Ain't doing this for sales or the analysts
So I said that I would change
But my habits coming back
Tryna find a new stage
But I'm struggling to pack
Cause I'm getting no wage
So I end up turning back
Now I'm left in a cage
No one cutting me no slack
So I shut it off
Remember all the days
I was given no chance
Written off
They be judging purely off they first glance
Called up
But the labels think I ain't worth an advance
Guess that I was never part of their plans
Damn
I don't know where I'm headed
I tried this before
But all I reached was a dead-end
How could I forget it
This shit has been embedded in my brain
Struck once and I'm tryna prevent it
This for everybody representing from the 'sco block
No turning back
Keep pushing when the road stops
Can't wait for others
I'll be ready when the door knocks
Now I got a chance
To get over my roadblock
Yeah
LEN
In the past I ain't have any luck
So I gotta change the man that I was
All these conflicting thoughts at me
Racing through my mind
Jumping hurdles like a track meet
Staying on the grind
Hope to make my parents happy
Half think I'm sublime
Other half wouldn't dap me
Wack beef
Feel like reality is blurred when
People hit my line
Say I write with an absurd pen
Word LEN?
Word, guess I'm good with my words then
Don't know what you heard
But the rumors like a bird sent
A message over text
Talking money for some sex
You ain't a tool the same way
I ain't a bank cashing checks
Take me for a fool you catch a block
Else you expect
All I ask is for a little bit of god damn respect bitch
Next bitch
Wasting little time
I'm tryna be more direct, bitch
Entering my prime
Need to find more connects
Switch flows on 'em
Like they change styles for they outfit
Tryna get mines say you helped me
I doubt it
I don't know where I'm headed
I tried this before
But all I reached was a dead-end
How could I forget it
This shit has been embedded in my brain
Struck once and I'm tryna prevent it
This for everybody representing from the 'sco block
No turning back
Keep pushing when the road stops
Can't wait for others
I'll be ready when the door knocks
Now I got a chance
To get over my roadblock
Yeah
I learn from others' mistakes
So I don't make 'em
Still found me in a place
Where it's hard for me to thank 'em
Now it's commonplace that
People make promises to break 'em
I gotta go alone
Ain't nobody else I'm taking
Inside the mind of a passive activist
Facing challenges
And incomplete from lack of acumen
Tapping in, my failure's music
To the ears of masochists
Ain't doing this for sales or the analysts
So I said that I would change
But my habits coming back
Tryna find a new stage
But I'm struggling to pack
Cause I'm getting no wage
So I end up turning back
Now I'm left in a cage
No one cutting me no slack
So I shut it off
Remember all the days
I was given no chance
Written off
They be judging purely off they first glance
Called up
But the labels think I ain't worth an advance
Guess that I was never part of their plans
Damn
I don't know where I'm headed
I tried this before
But all I reached was a dead-end
How could I forget it
This shit has been embedded in my brain
Struck once and I'm tryna prevent it
This for everybody representing from the 'sco block
No turning back
Keep pushing when the road stops
Can't wait for others
I'll be ready when the door knocks
Now I got a chance
To get over my roadblock
Yeah
LEN
In the past I ain't have any luck
So I gotta change the man that I was
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Writer(s): Mike Elyian
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