what U make it
Life is really what you make it
I been running for miles, man my feet are aching
What I feel for you baby, I cannot fake it
For that feeling, there is never a replacement
Put yourself in my shoes
You can't take that pressure
(You can't work under that pressure)
Everyday feel like a lesson
Self progression
Alone in contemplation
70 stories up
Let my body paint the pavement
Do you really care or not?
I cannot start or stop
All of my dreams might rot
They might all turn to dust
I sleep from dawn til dusk
At night we coming out
.925 it'll never rust
Sat in a beamer with J3
We ride like bosses
I been a dreamer
I keep hustling through my losses
I nearly relapsed
But that's a different story
I nearly died a couple of times
That's a different story
If I needed someone
Would you be there for me?
If I had to get away
Would you be there for me?
If I needed someone to hold
Would you do that for me?
Been on the edge of the cliff for so long
Now I can't ignore it
Life is really what you make it
I been running for miles, man my feet are aching
What I feel for you baby, I cannot fake it
For that feeling, there is never a replacement
Put yourself in my shoes
You can't take that pressure
(You can't work under that pressure)
Everyday feel like a lesson
Self progression
Alone in contemplation
70 stories up
Let my body paint the pavement
I been running for miles, man my feet are aching
What I feel for you baby, I cannot fake it
For that feeling, there is never a replacement
Put yourself in my shoes
You can't take that pressure
(You can't work under that pressure)
Everyday feel like a lesson
Self progression
Alone in contemplation
70 stories up
Let my body paint the pavement
Do you really care or not?
I cannot start or stop
All of my dreams might rot
They might all turn to dust
I sleep from dawn til dusk
At night we coming out
.925 it'll never rust
Sat in a beamer with J3
We ride like bosses
I been a dreamer
I keep hustling through my losses
I nearly relapsed
But that's a different story
I nearly died a couple of times
That's a different story
If I needed someone
Would you be there for me?
If I had to get away
Would you be there for me?
If I needed someone to hold
Would you do that for me?
Been on the edge of the cliff for so long
Now I can't ignore it
Life is really what you make it
I been running for miles, man my feet are aching
What I feel for you baby, I cannot fake it
For that feeling, there is never a replacement
Put yourself in my shoes
You can't take that pressure
(You can't work under that pressure)
Everyday feel like a lesson
Self progression
Alone in contemplation
70 stories up
Let my body paint the pavement
Credits
Writer(s): Arthur Pravda
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