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Looking out my window
Giving thanks that it's been so
Long since I wondered bout the purpose I was sent for
Long since I thought about a sin I can't repent for
Palms getting itchy cause success is on my mental
Hand is on my pencil
Sketching out the life I wanna live right on a stencil
Working overtime on every single instrumental
Tryna make a plan until I learned it ain't that simple
It's really not that simple man
Cause shit happens
Adapt the better word that's word to earl no capping
Blessings from the world it can be seen as a distraction
Keep ya vision tunnel man
That's how you gain ya traction n be bout that action yea
Shit with my family getting too real
Ever since I left the house
In search of getting new thrills
Never thought of going back
Just the way I feel
I mean I put it on the line that ima get a mil
Just to bring it back and show my moms that this shit is foreal
I was thinking back on how we used to scrape for just a meal
Now I look ahead I'm learning well on how to play the field
Leaving all my doubts and all my demons in a state of still movement
And all the friends I use to move to with
They did some shit that I can't move with
Yea
I mean I know that y'all ain't stupid
Shit is gross u niggas actin like new to this
Ya sense of loyalty is missing
It ain't no way you ever had it to begin with
Even the niggas that I formed my fucking clique with
This shit is over but I hope you still on mission
Giving thanks that it's been so
Long since I wondered bout the purpose I was sent for
Long since I thought about a sin I can't repent for
Palms getting itchy cause success is on my mental
Hand is on my pencil
Sketching out the life I wanna live right on a stencil
Working overtime on every single instrumental
Tryna make a plan until I learned it ain't that simple
It's really not that simple man
Cause shit happens
Adapt the better word that's word to earl no capping
Blessings from the world it can be seen as a distraction
Keep ya vision tunnel man
That's how you gain ya traction n be bout that action yea
Shit with my family getting too real
Ever since I left the house
In search of getting new thrills
Never thought of going back
Just the way I feel
I mean I put it on the line that ima get a mil
Just to bring it back and show my moms that this shit is foreal
I was thinking back on how we used to scrape for just a meal
Now I look ahead I'm learning well on how to play the field
Leaving all my doubts and all my demons in a state of still movement
And all the friends I use to move to with
They did some shit that I can't move with
Yea
I mean I know that y'all ain't stupid
Shit is gross u niggas actin like new to this
Ya sense of loyalty is missing
It ain't no way you ever had it to begin with
Even the niggas that I formed my fucking clique with
This shit is over but I hope you still on mission
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Writer(s): Theophilus Awosola
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