Lessons
You know, there's just some things in my life that hurt me more than they help me
I think you one
Lesson after lesson, I'm tired of all this stressing
Stuck up in my past instead of being in the present
Tired of seeing people getting treated like they peasants
Done with being a menace, I'm just trying to find my heaven on earth
Cause I dove in head first, heart been beating so fast and I think it might burst
Call the doctor, the nurse, take me right back to church
I've been dealing with too much, it feels like I'm cursed
One thing on my mind, running till I shine
They say I sound like Drake, like it's 2009
I'm not trying to play, I'm not trying to waste your time
Just give me a chance, lay your heart right next to mine
Done with using my lips, done with talking, tired of fucking up shit
Tired of glocks with the switch, niggas keep playing with me, they gon' get hit with this bitch
Niggas say they gangsta, if they walk round, totin' a blick
Got no respect for the jitts, all at the park just shooting up family's for Rick
You know that I'm sliding for Sid, but Imma do it by running them racks up a bit
Do what my father had did, selling drugs or maybe just find me a gig
Or selling out shows on the road, booked out parties and shit
If you had saw what it is, swear to God you would've just did what I did
One thing that I learned, wasn't what I earned
Family showed a nigga that they back was really turned
Friends showed a nigga that you fuck around, get burned
Now I got a scar on my soul and on my heart
Lesson after lesson, I'm tired of all this stressing
Stuck up in my past instead of being in the present
Tired of seeing people getting treated like they peasants
Done with being a menace, I'm just trying to find my heaven on Earth, cause I dove in head first
Heart been beating so fast and I think it might burst
Call the doctor, nurse, take me right back to church
I've been dealing with too much, it feels like I'm cursed
Yeah
I think you one
Lesson after lesson, I'm tired of all this stressing
Stuck up in my past instead of being in the present
Tired of seeing people getting treated like they peasants
Done with being a menace, I'm just trying to find my heaven on earth
Cause I dove in head first, heart been beating so fast and I think it might burst
Call the doctor, the nurse, take me right back to church
I've been dealing with too much, it feels like I'm cursed
One thing on my mind, running till I shine
They say I sound like Drake, like it's 2009
I'm not trying to play, I'm not trying to waste your time
Just give me a chance, lay your heart right next to mine
Done with using my lips, done with talking, tired of fucking up shit
Tired of glocks with the switch, niggas keep playing with me, they gon' get hit with this bitch
Niggas say they gangsta, if they walk round, totin' a blick
Got no respect for the jitts, all at the park just shooting up family's for Rick
You know that I'm sliding for Sid, but Imma do it by running them racks up a bit
Do what my father had did, selling drugs or maybe just find me a gig
Or selling out shows on the road, booked out parties and shit
If you had saw what it is, swear to God you would've just did what I did
One thing that I learned, wasn't what I earned
Family showed a nigga that they back was really turned
Friends showed a nigga that you fuck around, get burned
Now I got a scar on my soul and on my heart
Lesson after lesson, I'm tired of all this stressing
Stuck up in my past instead of being in the present
Tired of seeing people getting treated like they peasants
Done with being a menace, I'm just trying to find my heaven on Earth, cause I dove in head first
Heart been beating so fast and I think it might burst
Call the doctor, nurse, take me right back to church
I've been dealing with too much, it feels like I'm cursed
Yeah
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Writer(s): Bryan Mitchell
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