Made It Pop

Look man, my mind is else where
See me blacking out bet it feels like hell's here
It's a been long day and I've been downing the bottle
Suicide, devil's lies, pardon all my problem
On the freeway, in my own thoughts getting heated
Days I feel defeated, yes, I wanna leave it, bet I don't
The promise, that I made I keep it
50X50 Playlist, get a beat I feed it
Walking with no fear at all, eyes bitter for
Anybody who did not believe that I would speak to ya
First the key to crawl, balance where the feet'll go
Then you practice to the day you spitting from yo' inner soul
Clap for him, you don't understand the stress
Or the demons benefiting when you heaving at his chest
You believe in less, he got a goal obsessed
Everything single night he's staying up until the beat molested
Shit, the past I had addressed it
If you seen what I done seen then you done been arrested
I am blessed with, overbearing perseverance
On occasion, mess around and make appearance
No more interference, spoken to the spirits
They said do your thing but just be happy now that you got clearance
Not forgetting feelings, headed to the top
All the focus I put into it, made it pop



Credits
Writer(s): Dmitriy Konopatskiy
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