Closed Hands
Now I done gained more than done I lost, but I still feel the opposite
Even with the stack of
Accomplishments, I don't really feel too confident
I don't even think I profited,
Cuz the shit that's gone worth more than the shit I got
It get lonely the more that you sit up top
Yet niggas still creepin' tryna get my spot, that's wild
I might just throw in the towel, and let a nigga have it right now
Don't know if the shit worthwhile
Til you get it and you ain't too proud
Til' you look around and you stuck in the crowd
That love when you up, give a fuck when you down
That leave when you lost then come back when you found
They say that's how it look at the top of the mound
But I done spent, days and nights, putting my all in the shit I write
Praying I ball just how I would like
Pray I don't fall trynna get this life
And I done went through hard and harder
Most of my life I ain't have my father
Had bloodline but I barely saw them
So the fam I met I felt a part of
And that's how it's gon be forever
Let go of the pain I would never
Cuz thats what's keeping us together
Stickin' to the plan through whatever
Told em all I'll stay in the worse
If I had to leave them for the better
Told em all I'll walk in first
Through whatever struggle we endeavor
I been walking with my hands closed
I don't want yo gold
I been walking with my hands closed
I can't take no mo'
I been walking with my hands closed
I could never fold
I been walking with my hands closed
Keep your shit and go
I been walking with my hands closed
I don't want yo gold
I been walking with my hands closed
I can't take no mo'
I been walking with my hands closed
I could never fold
I been walking with my hands closed
And they stayin' closed
Now is this shit worth it,
Life ain't ever gon' be perfect This can't be all that it's bout
One thing for certain,
I'll never give up my purpose for no type of money or clout
No type of lifestyle or house, no type of millionaire route
Imma say fuck the amount
If the fam down bad, then I'm down there too, shit
Somehow we gon' figure it out
I don't think it's worth it, life ain't ever gon' be perfect
This can't be all that it's bout
One thing for certain,
I'll never give up my purpose for no type of money or clout
No type of lifestyle or house, no type of millionaire route
Imma say fuck the amount
If the fam down bad, then I'm down there too, shit
We gon figure it out
Even with the stack of
Accomplishments, I don't really feel too confident
I don't even think I profited,
Cuz the shit that's gone worth more than the shit I got
It get lonely the more that you sit up top
Yet niggas still creepin' tryna get my spot, that's wild
I might just throw in the towel, and let a nigga have it right now
Don't know if the shit worthwhile
Til you get it and you ain't too proud
Til' you look around and you stuck in the crowd
That love when you up, give a fuck when you down
That leave when you lost then come back when you found
They say that's how it look at the top of the mound
But I done spent, days and nights, putting my all in the shit I write
Praying I ball just how I would like
Pray I don't fall trynna get this life
And I done went through hard and harder
Most of my life I ain't have my father
Had bloodline but I barely saw them
So the fam I met I felt a part of
And that's how it's gon be forever
Let go of the pain I would never
Cuz thats what's keeping us together
Stickin' to the plan through whatever
Told em all I'll stay in the worse
If I had to leave them for the better
Told em all I'll walk in first
Through whatever struggle we endeavor
I been walking with my hands closed
I don't want yo gold
I been walking with my hands closed
I can't take no mo'
I been walking with my hands closed
I could never fold
I been walking with my hands closed
Keep your shit and go
I been walking with my hands closed
I don't want yo gold
I been walking with my hands closed
I can't take no mo'
I been walking with my hands closed
I could never fold
I been walking with my hands closed
And they stayin' closed
Now is this shit worth it,
Life ain't ever gon' be perfect This can't be all that it's bout
One thing for certain,
I'll never give up my purpose for no type of money or clout
No type of lifestyle or house, no type of millionaire route
Imma say fuck the amount
If the fam down bad, then I'm down there too, shit
Somehow we gon' figure it out
I don't think it's worth it, life ain't ever gon' be perfect
This can't be all that it's bout
One thing for certain,
I'll never give up my purpose for no type of money or clout
No type of lifestyle or house, no type of millionaire route
Imma say fuck the amount
If the fam down bad, then I'm down there too, shit
We gon figure it out
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Writer(s): Melvin Hall
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