Joe Sonza - Honest to God

Honest to goodness I used to think about this
Hear myself on records used to daydream about it
Snakes in the grass they stay scheming bout it
When I make it they'll wanna say that they never doubted
9 Figure enterprise, on some prophetic vibe
If the Most High wills it, all I'll do is rise
To the top, big label come and find me
Sign me quick before another one find me
To the top, no distractions can do me in
I'm on my way to the Mecca like a New York Knick
Madison SG, 20,000 seats
Way more than $20,000 just off booking fees
I'll go from eating MSG to moose cheese
Go from meeting Tinder girls to suits from Credit Suisse
But nothing will break my center or take my peace
My family went through hard times so hard times could cease

But I'll get more perspective when I get back to the Philippines
Cuz my Pops told me that I wouldn't believe what life's like on his streets
There's people there who need more than just our charities
And here I am talking bout the Knicks and moose cheese
The Knicks and moose cheese, please

Mama used to come home from work late at night
Second job at Stop & Shop so she could feed us right
Turn the karaoke on when she get home at twelve
She'd get mad at first cause I was up myself
She'd get mad at first cause I wasn't put to sleep
But then we sang till the clock was striking three
Kuya bodied "When a Man Loves a Woman"
Ate sang too but she'd say she couldn't
I'd sing Michael and Ma sang Cydni
We'd stay up while Pops stayed sleeping yeah
That mans an early bird yeah
That was the Jersey term
Lotta years ago
I'm grown up now
Still got problems tho
Keep low profile

Like I sit at church on a Sunday morning
Feeling shame for the things I did the night before it
Yes I'm to blame when my bros call and I ignore it
I pray to God I won't change with the fame and fortune

But how come I feel like I'm already changing
On trips back to Union I struggle maintaining
The person I was versus the person who's straining
To be the best image of a career that's sustaining
Waited a long time but I stay patient
Same thing with love but I stay jaded

Like I had to friend-zone nice girls who were well-known
So when my head roams, where you think my head goes?
Of course I hope they bump us on they headphones
Of course I wish they still hit me on my cell phone

I'd rather get hurt than hurt the other person
But even when it's me who ends things, it's me hurting
These days if she say commitment she mean burden
These days I can't tell indecisive from certain
These days I can't tell the good ones from serpents
These days the difference between 'em makes me nervous

In terms of faith, I hope I never lose it
Heard when the money comes you forget what truth is
In terms of truth, I pray I always choose it
Leave room for God to always use my music

Speaking of money, my first cop a pair of Js
Keep the family close and keep the family name
Honest to God

Written by:
Joseph Sonza

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