Date With Fate
One, two
One, two
I'm a blessed brother
I was planned to be here by my mother
Trapped poppa with no rubber
He swore to kill me if he had the chance
A date with the fates we danced though
I just made it here truth be told
Mentally speaking
Maybe I'm just in tune with what I thought was my biggest weakness
But I can't tell y'all that
That's more ammo
I said I was in tune not over it
Damn bro
Niggas prod as if I were cattle
My momma proud I figured out how to get in the saddle
And usher away the bottle when the problems creep
I still ain't getting sleep
But my bed more comfy
I lay there for hours as I formulate my newest plan
Whether or not
This for the tape or it's my newest jam
While the rest of y'all count sheep
Or maybe new green
I face the blues in more ways than you can see
Seasonal depression
Officers with navy colored weapons
And tears coming down the face of my reverend
And if I'll ever see Franklins
I don't know
I've been waiting for the cash
So much uncertainty in our day today
All the joys of the past started to fade away
But when the times seem bleak
The weak and the meek they can't seem but to find another way
Hey
One, two
One, two
I'm a blessed brother
I was planned to be here by my mother
Trapped poppa with no rubber
He swore to kill me if he had the chance
A date with the fates we danced though
Tryna trust the process these days is harder than you think
One idea
Two ideas
Three
Blink
They're gone
Reaching out for a branch of a song
Something I could spit my loogies on
Just to get it out man, you feel me dog
Like we were petting pit bulls
No one tells you the pitfalls
Shit gets regretful but you sat there gave it your all
But somehow I feel they still don't feel me
I even gave them the real me
The side that not even my family see
When you're this hungry you make tracks
So you can wear a tacky suit to the Grammys
And tote one back to the city
And show 'em that we all are something
Even though we came from nothing
I gotta go now loved one
I got a date with fate
One, two
I'm a blessed brother
I was planned to be here by my mother
Trapped poppa with no rubber
He swore to kill me if he had the chance
A date with the fates we danced though
I just made it here truth be told
Mentally speaking
Maybe I'm just in tune with what I thought was my biggest weakness
But I can't tell y'all that
That's more ammo
I said I was in tune not over it
Damn bro
Niggas prod as if I were cattle
My momma proud I figured out how to get in the saddle
And usher away the bottle when the problems creep
I still ain't getting sleep
But my bed more comfy
I lay there for hours as I formulate my newest plan
Whether or not
This for the tape or it's my newest jam
While the rest of y'all count sheep
Or maybe new green
I face the blues in more ways than you can see
Seasonal depression
Officers with navy colored weapons
And tears coming down the face of my reverend
And if I'll ever see Franklins
I don't know
I've been waiting for the cash
So much uncertainty in our day today
All the joys of the past started to fade away
But when the times seem bleak
The weak and the meek they can't seem but to find another way
Hey
One, two
One, two
I'm a blessed brother
I was planned to be here by my mother
Trapped poppa with no rubber
He swore to kill me if he had the chance
A date with the fates we danced though
Tryna trust the process these days is harder than you think
One idea
Two ideas
Three
Blink
They're gone
Reaching out for a branch of a song
Something I could spit my loogies on
Just to get it out man, you feel me dog
Like we were petting pit bulls
No one tells you the pitfalls
Shit gets regretful but you sat there gave it your all
But somehow I feel they still don't feel me
I even gave them the real me
The side that not even my family see
When you're this hungry you make tracks
So you can wear a tacky suit to the Grammys
And tote one back to the city
And show 'em that we all are something
Even though we came from nothing
I gotta go now loved one
I got a date with fate
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Writer(s): Ryan Pierce
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