I stay living in the present
Because I’m afraid to dream
Due to what happened to the last king
I was modeled in his image
Young child of god
I can hear him speaking to me
And it’s done saved a lot of you foos
I would of been pulled that thang quickly
And let it spark
Like 2 cavemen trying to survive a winter storm.
Still pissed off at past events
Like my mom cooking for a coward after he put hands on her
And still cooking dinner for him
Like really,
You bite the hand that feeds you.
Well this left hand of mine
Be the one that leak you
Swiss cheese you
Leave you
with another hole to breathe through
Im lethal
Used to sit in the back seat while my brother made his money moves
in the Buick Regal.
I’m the fly on the wall
I heard some wild shit
They was hoping I would forget
But I recall it all
Fuck the mud and the trenches
I been near the pit of hell
God made sure I saw it all
Flames I walk through
Molded me into the man I am
Made the haters question why
Avi never fold when pressing him.
I ain’t met a iron yet that would make me back down
4 5 with a drum plus a switch
Spitting harder than daffy
trying to be the class clown
You soft
Not even half the man ya daddy was
And that bitch couldn’t fit his own shoes
No need to dress it up
Just because you think you it
You put no fear in hearts
You straight clowns
I done seen some stranger things
But won’t Lego my Ego
If the choices are money, power, respect
Stack my money tall
Build it up high
Don’t let that money fall
Keep that power shit
Because it’s gone when you leave the call
Don’t even double back
It’s already left the chat
And for wanting another man’s respect
That shit will get you laughed at
Lord willing
I’m gonna stay elevated
Can’t worry about being bought if you never made it
I hope this resonates
As I push to elevate
Yeah, elevate
Be easy
YoungAviation
