Honored
Aye
Back when barley had dollar
I was stressing out, smoking back to back in my impala
You was suppose to ride wit me, sorry had personal trauma
All that Bs I been through, I cant even lie I'm honored
On real bro keep yo distance, you disloyal, you dishonest
So many snakes, I give out props to ones I mow the lawn with
But still I feel like its just me, myself and all this chronic
All that bs I been through, I cant even lie I'm honored
Remember screaming, shouting, no one out there responding
Boy I'm patient, boy time can not compete, lil bro I'm timeless
I had nobody, I had to communicate through rhyming
Making it through this cold world, but didn't mess up my sinus
Probably no one I can sign with
Too in front of my leadership for someone to go and get behind it
And the goal is to move forward when life show aspects of rewinding
Ain't no choice but go and see it all
when you forced to hold your eye lids
Man I used to walk around in silence
Wishing I could demolish, all these crazy thoughts inside my head
It was so many times I played with life, I swear I should be dead
Knock on wood because I'm all good, especially now I'm getting this bread
I cant lie I'm still in pain from the all that hurtful ish you said
How the hell you think you living out your dreams you in the bed
Look at all this good ass rapping I been doing don't get no cred
Y'all be wanting all this fame, I want my granny back instead
Y'all took J-Mac and Evvv
Thinking damn I been should of fled
Back when barley had dollar
I was stressing out, smoking back to back in my impala
You was suppose to ride wit me, sorry had personal trauma
All that Bs I been through, I cant even lie I'm honored
On real bro keep yo distance, you disloyal, you dishonest
So many snakes, I give out props to ones I mow the lawn with
But still I feel like its just me, myself and all this chronic
All that bs I been through, I cant even lie I'm honored
Love and Pain in my art
Pros and cons when your intentions truthfully come from your heart
Some of us got this big finish line but don't know where to start
Buy a car and fill the tank up for the journey but just park
How many can really afford a light for you when its dark
Get it on your own, that's when they start hating, throwing darts
Bunch of lazy ass people hanging around here, I don't want no parts
I got nothing but love for the slums but I cant lie it left me scarred
Huh, grew up fighting without a sensei
Fist to face if somebody play around with me this day
Mistakes, so many I made, "oh consequence... hey"
That's why I write my wrongs, so my fam can start a rich trace
Uh, it was written you cant get me out my goals
Feel like biggie, except for they ain't trying to get for my paper, more like my soul
They cant slum me out, Young Rose
All I stayed was solid to the code
They gone hate it when its here
They gone love it when it all goes
Uh
Back when barley had dollar
I was stressing out, smoking back to back in my impala
You was suppose to ride wit me, sorry had personal trauma
All that Bs I been through, I cant even lie I'm honored
On real bro keep yo distance, you disloyal, you dishonest
So many snakes, I give out props to ones I mow the lawn with
But still I feel like its just me, myself and all this chronic
All that bs I been through, I cant even lie I'm honored
Back when barley had dollar
I was stressing out, smoking back to back in my impala
You was suppose to ride wit me, sorry had personal trauma
All that Bs I been through, I cant even lie I'm honored
On real bro keep yo distance, you disloyal, you dishonest
So many snakes, I give out props to ones I mow the lawn with
But still I feel like its just me, myself and all this chronic
All that bs I been through, I cant even lie I'm honored
Remember screaming, shouting, no one out there responding
Boy I'm patient, boy time can not compete, lil bro I'm timeless
I had nobody, I had to communicate through rhyming
Making it through this cold world, but didn't mess up my sinus
Probably no one I can sign with
Too in front of my leadership for someone to go and get behind it
And the goal is to move forward when life show aspects of rewinding
Ain't no choice but go and see it all
when you forced to hold your eye lids
Man I used to walk around in silence
Wishing I could demolish, all these crazy thoughts inside my head
It was so many times I played with life, I swear I should be dead
Knock on wood because I'm all good, especially now I'm getting this bread
I cant lie I'm still in pain from the all that hurtful ish you said
How the hell you think you living out your dreams you in the bed
Look at all this good ass rapping I been doing don't get no cred
Y'all be wanting all this fame, I want my granny back instead
Y'all took J-Mac and Evvv
Thinking damn I been should of fled
Back when barley had dollar
I was stressing out, smoking back to back in my impala
You was suppose to ride wit me, sorry had personal trauma
All that Bs I been through, I cant even lie I'm honored
On real bro keep yo distance, you disloyal, you dishonest
So many snakes, I give out props to ones I mow the lawn with
But still I feel like its just me, myself and all this chronic
All that bs I been through, I cant even lie I'm honored
Love and Pain in my art
Pros and cons when your intentions truthfully come from your heart
Some of us got this big finish line but don't know where to start
Buy a car and fill the tank up for the journey but just park
How many can really afford a light for you when its dark
Get it on your own, that's when they start hating, throwing darts
Bunch of lazy ass people hanging around here, I don't want no parts
I got nothing but love for the slums but I cant lie it left me scarred
Huh, grew up fighting without a sensei
Fist to face if somebody play around with me this day
Mistakes, so many I made, "oh consequence... hey"
That's why I write my wrongs, so my fam can start a rich trace
Uh, it was written you cant get me out my goals
Feel like biggie, except for they ain't trying to get for my paper, more like my soul
They cant slum me out, Young Rose
All I stayed was solid to the code
They gone hate it when its here
They gone love it when it all goes
Uh
Back when barley had dollar
I was stressing out, smoking back to back in my impala
You was suppose to ride wit me, sorry had personal trauma
All that Bs I been through, I cant even lie I'm honored
On real bro keep yo distance, you disloyal, you dishonest
So many snakes, I give out props to ones I mow the lawn with
But still I feel like its just me, myself and all this chronic
All that bs I been through, I cant even lie I'm honored
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Writer(s): Elijah Rushin
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