Intro

I need for you to get the bigger picture
Can't really make it simpler
Wishing on Lil dippers
I used to contemplate to compensate
But these days I stay out my head
I'm tryna get in the bread
This shit wild though
How a nigga use the flow
On the beat riding
Day out and night in
They say in this rap shit
There is a narrow lining
Between the niggas who made it
And the niggas who surviving
That shit facts
So I ain't got no time to relax
Can't imagine burning shit on cds
Like old timers
How a nigga get like kings or Obamas
I'm just tryna make my team approved partners
Striving for a ring but respect the Vince Carters
Know niggas who may catch weight like bench spotters
Ville burning up straight flames like who hotter
Would never leave or neglect like bad fathers
I know god let Peter tread water
So I can't stop this now
Can't talk me out
Can't bring me down
I'm tryna get it forreal
I'm tryna get it forreal I'm tryna get it

I think I got my wings I'm just tryna fly
I said I think I got my wings I'm just tryna fly

I hope that all my niggas survive to see they purpose
Hope if we beat the numbers then maybe they'll think we're worth it
I hope that black depression don't dissipate to the surface
I hope that when we make it that everybody's the same
You may forget my name
Remember how you felt
I hope that you don't give up based off all the cards that were dealt
I hope that the meditation is working
Cause the devils a serpent
Hope you find what's important
Hope that if you popping the pills that everything is okay
Hope you ain't gave up on tomorrow when today is today
I hope depresssion don't hit
Hope your anxiety's straight
I hope that through these soothing melodies that we can relate
I hope you still believe fairytales
Cause that could very well
Be what heaven sells
Hope you believe in fairytales cause that could very well
Be what heavens sell



Credits
Writer(s): Trey Gibson
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