Exodus
Yo, mind full of dreams
Heart full of pain
Pen full of ink
Music in my veins
My head's in the clouds
I heard they calling for rain
Prepared to weather the storm
It's just a part of the game
Dear mama, they blocking your son (sun) like visors and blinds
These artists quick to lose the things I'm trying to find
Always living in my head got me going out of my mind
But I'm willing to share if y'all got the time
The fact that I bare my soul on instrumentals ain't incidental
Y'all on the outside looking in, peeking through the window
You should listen to the whole song before you begin to
Start second guessing and questioning what I've been through
Now let's get right down to business
As this pen is my witness, I solemnly swear to run this game like cardio fitness
I'm not a fan of forgiveness so them people who didn't acknowledge me
Will probably start bombarding me with all their apologies
But honestly, I'm turning this tragedy to a comedy
Used to charge it to the game with no clue what it was costing me
Watch as he flawlessly authors the autobiography
Of a prodigy who's just a cross between Tupac and Socrates
So y'all can see this is part of the larger issue
I show you the difference between official art and artificial
It's gotta piss you off that I am the chosen one, Mama's only son
Posing a threat without holding a gun
I ain't thinking about accolades, I know those are gonna come
What's more important is when they do that, I ain't gonna run
Got me thinking I ain't ready, but it's all in my head
I keep getting cold feet like I'm too tall for my bed
But now I clearly see only I can hinder me
It's a lose-lose when you are your biggest enemy
No villain to defeat and no wizard who's hiding behind the curtain
That's when I saw I was just fighting myself like Tyler Durden
But since then, my future's so bright, my eyes are hurting
Because I know if I don't live my dreams, I'm gonna die for certain
When I need some motivation, I picture my haters smirking
That reminds me that no matter the cost, it's gonna be worth it
So yeah, I know I strayed, but never claimed to be perfect
This the direction I chose, and I refuse to reverse it, I swear
I got the drive, but this is a hard road
Constantly telling myself that my soul ain't got no barcode
Look how long I've lasted, yeah, I'm a stubborn bastard
But you wouldn't understand, I'm cut from a different fabric
When push turn to shove, you're forced to do something drastic
My life in the fast lane is against the oncoming traffic
I've seen angels with horns, devils with with halos and wings
Wrote God a letter, we need to settle some things
I'll sell you my nightmares if you invest in my dreams
When you cage a bird, be prepared to let it sing
So let me set the scene an unsuspecting Supreme
Only 17, with no clue of what he'd end up being
So I promised my future self that I'd always shoot for wealth
And never depend on someone for what I can do myself
Blessed is the man who fully understands his worth
And appreciates a gift even when he's handed a curse
But nothing walking this earth can stop me from saying a verse
So I keep making it work 'till the day I lay in a hearse
No matter how long it takes, I'll say that came fast
To always come in first, they say that can't last
So I get dirt thrown on my name like some campaign ads
But still rise to the occasion like a champagne glass
Dark days got me ahead of my peers by light years
Money can't buy happiness, so I used it to wipe tears
On stage with a blade at the throat of my fears
Because the only thing my music's missing is the right ears
Look, mind full of dreams, heart full of pain
Pen full of ink, music in my veins,
My head's in the clouds, I heard they calling for rain
Prepared to weather the storm, it's just a part of the game
Dear mama, they blocking your son (sun) like visors and blinds
These artists quick to lose the things I'm trying to find
Always living in my head, got me going out of my mind
But I'm willing to share if y'all got the time
If y'all got the time
Heart full of pain
Pen full of ink
Music in my veins
My head's in the clouds
I heard they calling for rain
Prepared to weather the storm
It's just a part of the game
Dear mama, they blocking your son (sun) like visors and blinds
These artists quick to lose the things I'm trying to find
Always living in my head got me going out of my mind
But I'm willing to share if y'all got the time
The fact that I bare my soul on instrumentals ain't incidental
Y'all on the outside looking in, peeking through the window
You should listen to the whole song before you begin to
Start second guessing and questioning what I've been through
Now let's get right down to business
As this pen is my witness, I solemnly swear to run this game like cardio fitness
I'm not a fan of forgiveness so them people who didn't acknowledge me
Will probably start bombarding me with all their apologies
But honestly, I'm turning this tragedy to a comedy
Used to charge it to the game with no clue what it was costing me
Watch as he flawlessly authors the autobiography
Of a prodigy who's just a cross between Tupac and Socrates
So y'all can see this is part of the larger issue
I show you the difference between official art and artificial
It's gotta piss you off that I am the chosen one, Mama's only son
Posing a threat without holding a gun
I ain't thinking about accolades, I know those are gonna come
What's more important is when they do that, I ain't gonna run
Got me thinking I ain't ready, but it's all in my head
I keep getting cold feet like I'm too tall for my bed
But now I clearly see only I can hinder me
It's a lose-lose when you are your biggest enemy
No villain to defeat and no wizard who's hiding behind the curtain
That's when I saw I was just fighting myself like Tyler Durden
But since then, my future's so bright, my eyes are hurting
Because I know if I don't live my dreams, I'm gonna die for certain
When I need some motivation, I picture my haters smirking
That reminds me that no matter the cost, it's gonna be worth it
So yeah, I know I strayed, but never claimed to be perfect
This the direction I chose, and I refuse to reverse it, I swear
I got the drive, but this is a hard road
Constantly telling myself that my soul ain't got no barcode
Look how long I've lasted, yeah, I'm a stubborn bastard
But you wouldn't understand, I'm cut from a different fabric
When push turn to shove, you're forced to do something drastic
My life in the fast lane is against the oncoming traffic
I've seen angels with horns, devils with with halos and wings
Wrote God a letter, we need to settle some things
I'll sell you my nightmares if you invest in my dreams
When you cage a bird, be prepared to let it sing
So let me set the scene an unsuspecting Supreme
Only 17, with no clue of what he'd end up being
So I promised my future self that I'd always shoot for wealth
And never depend on someone for what I can do myself
Blessed is the man who fully understands his worth
And appreciates a gift even when he's handed a curse
But nothing walking this earth can stop me from saying a verse
So I keep making it work 'till the day I lay in a hearse
No matter how long it takes, I'll say that came fast
To always come in first, they say that can't last
So I get dirt thrown on my name like some campaign ads
But still rise to the occasion like a champagne glass
Dark days got me ahead of my peers by light years
Money can't buy happiness, so I used it to wipe tears
On stage with a blade at the throat of my fears
Because the only thing my music's missing is the right ears
Look, mind full of dreams, heart full of pain
Pen full of ink, music in my veins,
My head's in the clouds, I heard they calling for rain
Prepared to weather the storm, it's just a part of the game
Dear mama, they blocking your son (sun) like visors and blinds
These artists quick to lose the things I'm trying to find
Always living in my head, got me going out of my mind
But I'm willing to share if y'all got the time
If y'all got the time
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Writer(s): Idris Royal
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