Even If I'm Wrong

I don't know why
I'm like a river
I find my way

I was probably only 17
In class daydreaming bout selling streams
The shit they taught me now is dead indeed
Never taught us to have steady streams
Graduated; then, I fled the scene
Sweaty tee
Messy jeans
Hit the ground running with steady feet
Now, I hit the beat; it's dead, deceased
Advice from people who know less than me
Disastrous and that's the recipe
Mad respect when you're addressing me
Please don't make a nigga rep the East
Please don't make a nigga test the heat
Put flesh to streets
Don't make me make my mom think less of me

Even if I'm wrong
I won't
Stop being me for you
Stop being me for you
Is that what you need me to do?
Stop being me for you
Stop being me for you
Good luck for ya
I hope good luck for ya
If that's your price, I just can't afford ya
Can't afford to
Change, support ya
Can't contort to
The shape that you think I should take
(Should I)
Stop being me for you
Stop being me for you
Is that what you need me to do?
Stop being me for you
Stop being me for you

I was actually 24
That year, momma wished me plenty more
Damn, she really opened plenty doors
Like when I was young and we would enter stores
She didn't look the same at 25
Always thought my grandma wouldn't die
Couldn't die
Shouldn't die
So much pain inside, we couldn't cry
Back when we were really going at it
She insisted I was so dramatic
I didn't listen; I had fucking had it
Fucking avid
Just a tad bit
There were just too many years of damage
I couldn't manage
I couldn't stand it
I couldn't stand it
I couldn't stand it
(And even if I'm wrong)

Even if I'm wrong
I won't
Stop being me for you
Stop being me for you
Is that what you need me to do?
Stop being me for you
Stop being me for you
Good luck for ya
I hope good luck for ya
If that's your price, I just can't afford ya
Can't afford to
Change, support ya
Can't contort to
The shape that you think I should take
(Should I)
Stop being me for you
Stop being me for you
Is that what you need me to do?
Stop being me for you
Stop being me for you

All that I needed was me and the heat of the sun
Demons impeded I think I defeated 'em once
When I started seeking, they'd speak as if evil had won
Many secrets were given to me & I'm keeping 'em hun
I just gotta glimpse and hint of the other side
When my mother died
I discovered I
Couldn't rupture ties
It's like cutting pipes
With a butterknife
Whenever you go, you meet up with your family
All that I know is that it's an uncanny thing
Ain't no fantasy
Loss of sanity
I saw Kent
I saw Net
I saw Sherry and Granny B
Now that I saw what I saw I ain't stressing as much
Felt my ancestors presence
And then my whole essence was touched
I'm the last line in the lineage
Never flatline (Period)



Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Herrera
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