Make It Through

I don't know what the future holds
I don't know what the future holds for me
What if I mess up and gods plan folds for me
All I know is you'll get different modes from me
You gon' see
I'm loosely gonna try to perfect all my imperfections
Cause I don't know how to perfect my directions
I'm learning from my lessons
Real talk I had to do some self reflection
Cause you can't see the big picture
Without knowing ones perceptions
Lately I been putting all my pain up on a shelf
Cause I learned it ain't good to put yo pain on someone else
Admitting you wrong the only way to excel
Admitting I'm wrong is staying
True to myself
Wassup

I ain't ever tryna' say that this shit easy
They wanna stop me but they don't
They tryna stop my breathing
Please help feel like I'm bleeding
I don't where I'm going to
Pray to god I hope I make it through
I know you want me to fail but I ain't leaving

I ain't talking all ballistic
I'm just thinking all realistic
Telling me to be optimistic
While you be narcassasictic
If that's what fame does
I don't want it fuck the critics
Hope the guap don't change much
I don't wanna be a gimmick
I'll admit it
Don't do this shit for the statistics
I do it for the ones that truly listen
That's a fact
I do it for ones that ain't got shit And need an image
When you swallow that truth Please enjoy but best not spit it
Cause that's some disrespect
Like if niggas stay creasing sneakers
Know I gotta give a shoutout to my teachers
Hope to see em' in the bleachers one day
Fuck the snakes they call me dreamer
Gotta pick out the fakes like splinters
My barz the tweezers

I ain't ever tryna say that this shit easy
They wanna stop me but they don't
They tryna' stop my breathing
Please help feel like I'm bleeding
I don't where I'm going to
Pray to god I hope I make it through
I know you want me to fail but I ain't leaving



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Writer(s): Tyrese Vanderkuur
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