Game 7

Yeah, yeah, I'm feeling like I made it
Cause even if I go broke, I know that I'll stay rich
Embodying love and maintaining patience
Life is a game boy that's not to be played with
Damn, ain't no looking back I'm in my spaceship
The block in game seven how I'm stopping all the hatred
Weaving through the fakes with my poetic flow
Evolving like an onyx yo ain't nothing set in stone
The old me dead and gone, I'm running home no Barry Bonds
Non-believers throw their rocks at me, that's my stepping stones
I take advantage of my lows now, learned how to slow down
And breathe through the worst times, stay present and have no doubt
Ali on the ropes, I'm avoiding every blow
I be dancing 'round my foes, you can't knock me off my toes bitch
Parents came from nothing and pulled of some heroics
Happy with no money but I'm grinding till I'm Hov rich

Yeah, grinding till I'm Hov rich
Bruising mics like every night working on my poetry
Don't care if people notice me, I notice me
A better man for my fam, what I hope to be
Dancing in the rain, skating through these beats
Getting better everyday, until I find my feet
The clock ticking down but I'm composed on the court
When my demise come around, I know that that's not a loss



Credits
Writer(s): A. Jace
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