G-Salih - The Journey Freestyle

Came a long way
Was just taking pictures at my grad day
cll them damn c's printed on my old report cards
Turns out they ain't mean not a damn thang
Only card that matters printed by the damn bank
Still no job, meaning no damn pay
But I did a whole lot for my damn age
cnd I still got long, long, long way to go
More miles than I came, keep my vision on road
‘lotta silver on the way, keep my vision on the gold
Dear Lord -
Please keep my high beams on
On them long dark nights, let my light be strong
Highkey over confirming and debating
If I know that I'm the best then why the fuck I gotta say it?
Show it every night I write this music in the basement
Whole fucking nation waiting for it just to play it
Grind music
Flyn down 66, bumping old tunes
Thinking bout my old boos, how time flew
cll the moments with you made it stop moving
Good thing we coulda had when you look back
Back then I was eh, kinda blind to it
Couple real bad jawns treated real bad
Guess it only feel bad once you gone through it
I just tell it to the pad till the pen dry
What you see is what you get, staying 10 down
Got potential but I don't ever get too high
Cause I'm scared to let it die like Len Bias
Who said the sky the limit? Nigga which sky?
I been watching niggas reaching for a minute now
cnd I don't ever wanna land I want an empire
Ottoman I be Soloman to the Templar's
Big drive but it's times I get a blip on the dash
Pit-stop, gotta fill up the tank
Better keep yourself whole while you still can
Than to break down n pick up the scraps
I done made it this far
Driving this car
Coulda sold it off, but I'm still on the path
cnd if you made it this far
We gon get far
I aint holding back, got my foot on the gas
The Journey

Written by:
ANWAR AHMED, GIHAD SALIH

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