MC Mouad - Convo With My Younger Self

Every day passes and it all feels the same
Everybody keeps telling me keep your head in the game
Study hard and discard anything that won't grow the numbers of your credit card
And be a slave to the invisible hand that controls from the start
What do these people claim
That we're all supposed to take the same path to the same place
I wanna make my case and do my chase and leave my trace
Control my fate and reach the space that's my success' gate
Why work hard for tomorrow
If tomorrow ain't guaranteed ask Kobe or Gianna
What do we have other than today
So stop worrying about tomorrow and enjoy your present day
Hey, don't be stressing too much, and such, live life with your own touch
It's harsh, when they get out of touch, so much so
That they forget how to judge
The door won't budge if you make the wrong move when it's time to get clutch
Look up at the clock, stop, consider your words before you talk
You'll be shocked, by the power a word unlocks
Drop, whatever you have in your heart against anybody cuz life is short
Damn
They're never happy with our work
They don't know our worth
Fuck it, I'll go solo and I'll get buckets
Till the day I die I'll be grinding for my projects
Yeah I worked enough
I achieved some stuff
But it's never enough
Expectations are tough
Yeah I worked enough
I achieved some stuff
But it's never enough
Expectations are tough
To reach the top, you'll have to work lil homie
Tears will drop, that's the price lil homie
When the time's up, you'll realize they're all phony
So pick your head up, and let's go get this money
That's what I would say if I had a talk with my younger self
I would also tell him that gratefulness is the way to health
And with a clear mind you'll easily find your way to wealth
And with the mamba mentality you'll have racks on the shelves
I just write, pieces of my mind, every day and night
Even if sometimes it's hard to find, the will to fight
I hope I find, a way to make use of my time, and have no regrets when my soul flies up to reach the sky
Sometimes I just wonder why
Some niggas got it lucky just like that shot by Kawhi
And others are just waiting for that one chance to come by
In life you miss every shot you don't take lil homie so don't think about let it fly
Sometimes the ball bounces 3 times and goes in
And sometimes it goes in and then out of the rim
If that happens lil homie just don't you get grim
Just look for a different basket and I promise you it'll go in
The road will be steep
The price wont be cheap
You won't get much sleep
That's how you get the sweep
That's how you become a shepherd and separate yourself from the sheep
I wish all this was said to me I wish they planted the seed
Yeah I worked enough
I achieved some stuff
But it's never enough
Expectations are tough
Yeah I worked enough
I achieved some stuff
But it's never enough
Expectations are tough

Written by:
Mouad Aboussekhra

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