Daniel Daley
Running ’til the fear is gone
Don’t know where I’m going
Don’t know if I’ll make it home
Tell mama I’m sorry
I know that I’ve made mistakes
Tell her it ain’t easy
I’ll see her on judgment day
I lost my way
Lecrae
And tell the pastor to pray for me
I’m gone
Ay look, tell my mom and my partners
Who knew me since I was younger
I’m ’bout to sell out for fame and a couple dollars
Probably seen me on TV
Standing with girls in bikinis
Bragging on money
And things that I had to borrow
They knew it
I blew it
Fame and fortune got to me
Keeping it real will keep you broke
I’m out here looking for glue
You wanted real hip-hop
I’m sorry
Cause this VIP is free
And all these girls want to party
So, super producer, pop singer
Plus the yola
Now they got my record spinning
Trying to sell you cola
Ah man, what happened
I started moving too fast
Traded the craft for the cash
So now you do the math
Subtract the heart and the art you make for the people
You end up with a whole lot of zeros
Feeling like a zero
I used to be a hip-hop hero
Now I’m just a victim of my ego
I lost my way
Yeah
I lost my way
Mama, tell ’em I lost my way
Lord, I lost my way
Yeah
King Mez
Yeah
Crazy can’t nobody relate to nothing real no more
They want something fake
They want something fabricated, it’s crazy
You know
Can’t nobody relate when I say, when I say
Verse 2: King Mez
When I say riding in the Hyundai, happy it’s the weekend
‘Cause I know Verizon
Won’t disconnect my cell on a Sunday
They killed my Uncle ? for nothing
I hate this gunplay
I can only talk to you from my soul
It’ll pay off one day
? I got to be like an open book
We’re spitting
It ain’t the car you drove
It’s the road you took to get it
That defines you
Forget all that ? and soda
Spending their life savings in front of a club promoter
Like they got it like that
Man, that’s a kid on that car
Acting like he bought it like that
You only get me so far
You ain’t no artist like that
Art ain’t loud, it’s thought provoking
And often the biggest words come from those who are softer spoken
For the ice and the cream they be Baskin’ and Robbin’
At gunpoint, they love it
I pray you ain’t walking beside ’em
At one point
We fought together
Made ’em stop all they lies
But now we lie to ourselves
In that we don’t realize
Lord, help us
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