Life Support
Look, wake your bitch ass up!
Mr. Jackson, there are snakes up on our plane
Fuck a dream state, I'd rather see your face in broad day
It's on sight, thought we were homies but you had to switch ways
It must be hard remaining stagnant as I'm taking over states
If you messing with my family, I'ma send you to the lord
Say my peace then drop my demo in the casket by the morgue
Tell your parents I was sorry that they had to raise a bitch
And if you went tomorrow
Tell me, who'd remember you exist?
Shit, I'm sorry, did I take it too far?
Remember back when you would tell me
My career was just a shot in the dark?
I laughed about it then, knowing I was always a star
I guess I had to separate between the ballers and frauds
Should do my best to let these bygones be bygones, right?
Should always turn the other cheek and never move out of spite
Accept the truth, you wish that you were still a part of my life
But when attention's not directed at yourself, you pick a fight
I don't brag about accomplishments, I rarely mention music
But it's crazy I've been sitting here just giving y'all the blueprint
Everybody wanna see you win until you start to do it
Why's it always those who give opinions got their life in ruins?
Come on
We were balling late nights when the lights were off
Type of dreams that's embedded in your psyche, dawg
I'm still the same kid whether not the mic is on
You want war, you gon' end up on life support
We were balling late nights when the lights were off
Type of dreams that's embedded in your psyche, dawg
I'm still the same kid whether not the mic is on
You want war, you gon' end up on life support
After all that I've done
Still, they mistake me for arrogant
Never chase, my heart is pure, I let them run with the narrative
Rather hold my chin high than with a look of embarrassment
Out in Paris eating pasta, pussy, promise I won't care again
Shit, I don't work to prove 'em wrong, I work to prove me right
All they see is platinum plaques but never saw the sacrifice
Sleeping on floors, skipping meals to go record
Flat tire through the blizzard on my way to Jonah's door (Yeah, yeah)
Always knew I wasn't destined for no ordinary life
I speak my dreams into the universe then watch 'em take flight
The year is 2025, got an ocean view in the tropics
Had to live up to my name in a game full of false prophets
Learned to never be offended by a miserable soul
And never dim my own light because you're scared of my growth
If success of others only makes you bitter, you a bitch
Take a look inside the mirror, they say ignorance is bliss
Fuck all you hate-blinded, self-conscious, ego-driven fools
While you live a life of misery, I benefit the youth
Our story's only getting started dawg, you never had a clue
I learned that magic was perception to a falsified truth
Wake your bitch ass up!
We were balling late nights when the lights were off
Type of dreams that's embedded in your psyche, dawg
I'm still the same kid whether not the mic is on
You want war, you gon' end up on life support
We were balling late nights when the lights were off
Type of dreams that's embedded in your psyche, dawg
I'm still the same kid whether not the mic is on
You want war, you gon' end up on life support
Wake your bitch ass up!
Mr. Jackson, there are snakes up on our plane
Fuck a dream state, I'd rather see your face in broad day
It's on sight, thought we were homies but you had to switch ways
It must be hard remaining stagnant as I'm taking over states
If you messing with my family, I'ma send you to the lord
Say my peace then drop my demo in the casket by the morgue
Tell your parents I was sorry that they had to raise a bitch
And if you went tomorrow
Tell me, who'd remember you exist?
Shit, I'm sorry, did I take it too far?
Remember back when you would tell me
My career was just a shot in the dark?
I laughed about it then, knowing I was always a star
I guess I had to separate between the ballers and frauds
Should do my best to let these bygones be bygones, right?
Should always turn the other cheek and never move out of spite
Accept the truth, you wish that you were still a part of my life
But when attention's not directed at yourself, you pick a fight
I don't brag about accomplishments, I rarely mention music
But it's crazy I've been sitting here just giving y'all the blueprint
Everybody wanna see you win until you start to do it
Why's it always those who give opinions got their life in ruins?
Come on
We were balling late nights when the lights were off
Type of dreams that's embedded in your psyche, dawg
I'm still the same kid whether not the mic is on
You want war, you gon' end up on life support
We were balling late nights when the lights were off
Type of dreams that's embedded in your psyche, dawg
I'm still the same kid whether not the mic is on
You want war, you gon' end up on life support
After all that I've done
Still, they mistake me for arrogant
Never chase, my heart is pure, I let them run with the narrative
Rather hold my chin high than with a look of embarrassment
Out in Paris eating pasta, pussy, promise I won't care again
Shit, I don't work to prove 'em wrong, I work to prove me right
All they see is platinum plaques but never saw the sacrifice
Sleeping on floors, skipping meals to go record
Flat tire through the blizzard on my way to Jonah's door (Yeah, yeah)
Always knew I wasn't destined for no ordinary life
I speak my dreams into the universe then watch 'em take flight
The year is 2025, got an ocean view in the tropics
Had to live up to my name in a game full of false prophets
Learned to never be offended by a miserable soul
And never dim my own light because you're scared of my growth
If success of others only makes you bitter, you a bitch
Take a look inside the mirror, they say ignorance is bliss
Fuck all you hate-blinded, self-conscious, ego-driven fools
While you live a life of misery, I benefit the youth
Our story's only getting started dawg, you never had a clue
I learned that magic was perception to a falsified truth
Wake your bitch ass up!
We were balling late nights when the lights were off
Type of dreams that's embedded in your psyche, dawg
I'm still the same kid whether not the mic is on
You want war, you gon' end up on life support
We were balling late nights when the lights were off
Type of dreams that's embedded in your psyche, dawg
I'm still the same kid whether not the mic is on
You want war, you gon' end up on life support
Wake your bitch ass up!
Credits
Writer(s): Elijah Geldard, Mark Rice
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.