Late at night is when I think about my life I guess
Yeah this life is stress, but with life I'm blessed
And with time in check in line we play the role
For the life we know
The light we hold
Set the wave and let the fire roll
Missed takes and missed chances
That's the way of hope
And every past that never lasts it's just the way it goes
But If I knew how and knew everything that I knew now
I'd see that light bright it gleems
Heaven sent through them huge clouds
In life with the lost minds they all around 'cause like who's found?
Heal that rock right and true elegance can then move out
Who gets precedence? It's evident that it's never sent
You see these roads cold it's like ready set and let's shoot out
Turn the news down it's just badness there's no light to find
I'm tryna figure my progression in this plight of mine
Right away I want some change let's see a brighter day
I'll call you back the day I find my
I'll call you back the day I find my, way
I ain't tryna run away with the changes
Let the planets move
Real loves so hard to find know for a fact it's true
And that's why I love the moon when I dance and groove
There's phony people all around me
My visions blurred it's kinda cloudy
But don't doubt me I'll make it out again
Speak my vision with a fountain pen
As water trickles down up in these cloudy ends
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Late at night is when I think about my own l
Slow it down or speed it up I'm tryna fly righteous
My own style, type beats but never type writers
To follow finders pied pipers let me fly my kite up
The road cries the way they look at us like low lifers
The phones vibers, roll and light it until I'm so high blud
Sunset the Flo rida make my home nicer
No Rolex just dope checks to build my own hype up
But stress has got me feeling low again
Been fighting from a toddler beat it up and
Then we go again
I wipe the tear from my eye
I got no fear for this life
I only fear when I die
Don't want nobody to cry
The past year shit I been really in my zone
I'm tryna figure out my life soon I'll be really on the road
It's just a matter of time simply of a matter of when
I been thinking 'bout my life sat with a pad and a pen