Baby, we can get it done, get the hell away from here
I think about it everyday
The dream seems so far away
At this point, what's the point?
All we do is avoid the cliché that comes with following your heart
Broke from love of art
(Broken back, bleeding heart, tired mind)
(Go to school, get a job, have a kid)
And why do I really know just what I want?
Will the hustle just all be for none?
Will the jump comes of faith in the fall?
(And why do I really know just what I want?)
(Will the jump comes of faith in the fall?)
I have the life I always dreamed about
After the nights of liquor when I bring my demons out
I get afraid sometimes, and I can't seem to be around
Or think about the nights I have my company and family around
But that's how I caught it
This life is what I live for, so I'm going in like fuck it
Dreams of people listening to me don't make a ruckus
A team of Filipinos tryna reach a goal amongst this corruption
And greed as seen in these scenes
I dream of these dreams like Martin Luther King
I bring to you my verses with a passion
I'm humble, and I'm fresh, now it's time to take some action
The main attraction, it's superficial and hyped, thrown in a booth, giving my life
Sharp as a blade that I stake with a knife
And I'm tryna be grateful, but I'm chasing the light
But I always feel I'm falling
Talking to falling angels and I do it pretty often
We the stars that spangle when the lights out, ain't no time for fights now
I'm tryna meet the people I believe are in the right crowd
I'm like, "How do I do this for the rest
When I'm the one that's working hard from tryna be the best?"
And I feel a fire in my chest, the only time I'm resting is the moment that I'm dead
So if you think of throwing away my life, and I'm a wreck
I'll be that guy that saves you drowning, throwing you a vest
Predetermined lives, dreams swept aside
To the corner of your mind where you ruminate all night
Everything is a blur, we are shaken, and stirred
To believe that our worth is the price of our shirt
Dropping verses, versions of our own way to deal
With a world so obsessed, with a world more than real
You define your success as you choose where to step
If I break both my legs, I will crawl 'til I can
Do I really know just what I want?
Will the hustle just all be for none?
Will the jump comes of faith in the fall?
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You define your success as you choose where to step
If I break both my legs, I will crawl 'til I can
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You define your success as you choose where to step
If I break both my legs, I will crawl 'til I can