My Last Shot (feat. M.I.G.)
Living life wrong headed in the wrong direction
Hate what I see when i glance at my reflection
Kinda obessed with my quest for perfection
Never read the Bible guess I'm missing the message
Let's take a second, can we revulatate
Over dedicate, then heard that i wasn't great
Started to panic like a chick when her cycle is late
Feeling like I didn't have time to waste
Dropped out of school, and began my paper chase
Couldn't picture the look upon my mama's face
Dropped my first tape should've seen my mama's face
After all of these years, finally had to switch gears
Conquered my fears, then I overlapped all of my peers
Ain't ashamed to say I shed many tears,
Say the word goat and watch how soon I'll appear
On the road to success, I'mma let God steer
Y'all trying to dictate my faith with bait
I'm straight, might bend, but I swear I won't break
It's now or never, yep that's the mindstate
Chasing my dreams, and i won't press my breaks
Swear y'all all talk all talk like Ricki Lake
On my granny daughter nobody goes harder
Hearing me spit is like watching a slaughter
I'm half man half amazing, bitch I'm Vince Carter
Competition why the fuck would you even bother
That's like Peyton Manning going against Bridgewater
Yesterday I ran out of fucks to give
Are you living to die or dying to live
Fuck a purpose, you been searching, coming out of the gate
Check the numbers and the hustle, mane this ain't a mistake
See me cooking, now they looking, mane this industry cake
And now I'm making a name, an apology, is to late
Now I sit here with the magic, showing pain, cant relate
When from futon to couches, shit from ramen to steak
Momma don't even cry, you made a son that is great
Name a team that's working harder, shit I'll sit here and wait
Loaded out with doubt, we had to open the way
Only seeing picture perfect so get out of the frame
Had Go and make it happen, every moment was stress
And If you think I'm talking crazy then, you plain like the rest.
Stays on my mind I confess,
But can you blame me for living
Compared to you fuck boys, stuck to 9 to 5 chilln
Stay perfecting on my craft, cause I was nowhere near winning
Now I'm cruising to the finish, with champagne that I'm sipping
Hate what I see when i glance at my reflection
Kinda obessed with my quest for perfection
Never read the Bible guess I'm missing the message
Let's take a second, can we revulatate
Over dedicate, then heard that i wasn't great
Started to panic like a chick when her cycle is late
Feeling like I didn't have time to waste
Dropped out of school, and began my paper chase
Couldn't picture the look upon my mama's face
Dropped my first tape should've seen my mama's face
After all of these years, finally had to switch gears
Conquered my fears, then I overlapped all of my peers
Ain't ashamed to say I shed many tears,
Say the word goat and watch how soon I'll appear
On the road to success, I'mma let God steer
Y'all trying to dictate my faith with bait
I'm straight, might bend, but I swear I won't break
It's now or never, yep that's the mindstate
Chasing my dreams, and i won't press my breaks
Swear y'all all talk all talk like Ricki Lake
On my granny daughter nobody goes harder
Hearing me spit is like watching a slaughter
I'm half man half amazing, bitch I'm Vince Carter
Competition why the fuck would you even bother
That's like Peyton Manning going against Bridgewater
Yesterday I ran out of fucks to give
Are you living to die or dying to live
Fuck a purpose, you been searching, coming out of the gate
Check the numbers and the hustle, mane this ain't a mistake
See me cooking, now they looking, mane this industry cake
And now I'm making a name, an apology, is to late
Now I sit here with the magic, showing pain, cant relate
When from futon to couches, shit from ramen to steak
Momma don't even cry, you made a son that is great
Name a team that's working harder, shit I'll sit here and wait
Loaded out with doubt, we had to open the way
Only seeing picture perfect so get out of the frame
Had Go and make it happen, every moment was stress
And If you think I'm talking crazy then, you plain like the rest.
Stays on my mind I confess,
But can you blame me for living
Compared to you fuck boys, stuck to 9 to 5 chilln
Stay perfecting on my craft, cause I was nowhere near winning
Now I'm cruising to the finish, with champagne that I'm sipping
Credits
Writer(s): Xzavier Natt
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