Master of Mistakes

These days you can't trust nobody
They living life like a side piece
Even yah main girl fucking
Like she yah side piece
Leave me out of the drama
I'm just trying to find peace
Unless a nigga violate, goodbye peace
Always ready for drama
Hot headed like the Chinese
Money problem on my mind
Only time I disguise peace
Contemplating how to get it
Looking at the 9 piece
Dark days bright nights
You ever lived a reverse life
Devil in yah ear
While you try to think about what's right
What's Wrong with me
Running from reality
Running from reality
I can see my past in the rearview tragedy
Follow me follow me
When does it stop follow
Money and status don't matter
It still follow me
Look myself in the mirror
My pride said swallow me

I made a lot of mistakes
Mistakes never made me
Can't change what I did
But I change how I live
If I burnt a bridge
It was burnt for my betterment
Never got caught
Cause memory is the only evidence
Your mind like a home
Find you a new residence
You could do it too come on
We had a black president
And if that's not enough evidence
Then, all these words is irrelevant

All you niggas think about is, hoes (Hoes)
Spending all yah money on, cloths (Cloths)
I can tell that shit fake you, broke (Broke)
Hope you niggas taking in, notes
I was there too
Now I got a clear view
Giving you a head start
You should switch gears too
Work your ass off
If you want a crib with lake view
Life is way better
When the back yard seas blue
Now that's beautiful, mistakes cubical
Turn it into lessons
Then turn it into blessings
You could never win life
If you stay stressing
Take the big risk like you driving and texting
One life to live
So live it in progression
One way to win
Got to win with obsession
Middle fingers up
To the haters and yes men
Mistakes is a blessing

I made a lot of mistakes
Mistakes never made me
Can't change what I did
But I change how I live
If I burnt a bridge
It was burnt for my betterment
Never got caught
Cause memory is the only evidence
Your mind like a home
Find you a new residence
You could do it too come on
We had a black president
And if that's not enough evidence
Then, all these words is irrelevant
I'm Gone



Credits
Writer(s): Jermaine Timmerman
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