Head South

When you have more
Then you've got more to lose
Things could head south

When you have more
Then you've got more to lose
Things could head south
And I don't mean to Peru
Eleven and a half that's the size of my shoe
They could only be walked in by few

What's the allure in being mature
There are No Guarantees nothing's for sure
I got a big body Benz cost a thousand a rim
When I park that bitch sometimes I still hit a curb

Think on my twenties it's sort of a blur
Little shit get on my nerves
Flow is like butter I know how to churn

They all my sons swear they came from my sperm
Abide by the rules now I dictate the terms
Life is a race and most of 'em crash
Cuz they hit the gas headed into a turn

They ain't about shit
They just want fame
Lacking direction
Work on ya aim
I don't do gang shit
All my appliances stainless

It's never too late to start
Our generation turn pain to art
Not everybody has brains and heart
Puddles are forming it's raining hard

This is some shit that I'll take to my grave
If I show you the truth you won't see me the same
Same
Same
Same
Same

When you have more then you've got more to lose

When you have more
Then you've got more to lose
Things could head south
And I don't mean to Peru
11.5 that's the size of my shoe
They could only be walked in by few

Harvey Dent I got two faces
I hope you don't see the other one
I was taught you should give a lot
I guess you could say I'm my mother's son
Watch em hang onto your every word
They gunna sweat like a summer run
Summer run
Summer run

I gave and I gave til I had nothing left
Weight piled up on my conscience and chest
I figure if I'm close I can't give it no rest
I found out my strengths once I was put to the test

When you have more
Then you've got more to lose
Things could head south
And I don't mean to Peru
11.5 that's the size of my shoe
They could only be walked in by few



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Writer(s): Lucas Commiso
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