Zak North - My Father's Footsteps

Too busy trying to cement my role as a God
When I rush more I'm told
It don't come in quads
You got to decide
This what you really want?
That means putting your goals way before the squads
Way before your aunts way before your family tree
Breaking golden bonds with my dogs that can't be retrieved
All the sins that aren't forgiven until the hairline's recede
And receipts over words are the things that we keep

Cause the birthday attendance that's the thing that we need
And someone to hold the rings even on wife number three
Even when we see she won't be the last one to leave
And time is something that only increases in speed

But I've never valued friendship over legacy
I've never valued love over pregnancy
I've never valued meals over recipes
Cause one is temporary
The other is equity
And making decisions on an emotion's insane
I can't always be rushing (Russian) to lift you, no crane (Ukraine)
Close yet different, RIP to the innocent
RIP to my innocence while I'm learning this game

"I Would Die for you" but this isn't "Purple Rain"
I'm the Prince in my city
My crown is made of flames
They pass over me often, it only fans the flame
How many local executives rock that badge of shame?

Trying to be Dame
Trying to Arnold
Discount shopping but this ain't Marshalls
I can't remember the last time I've been startled
I feel like Kobe when Matt was throwing the ball in
I'm all in, all focused, I've got some Mamba in me
I want to hate some people so bad but mamas in me

She taught me to forgive because it's better for me
Said if I learn that then I'll be rich before forty
CitiGroup couldn't even cover the credit she's due
And this city never sleeps if I'm at odds with you
The streets need a body
And i'm going to give them the body
I've got headshot bars
You won't come back as a zombie

You won't come back as a Walker
You'll be right beside Paul
After all, I know you phony but that's your call
Friendships broke off I don't have close calls
I've got people trying to sell me loyalty through cold calls
But I'm too focused on all my cabbage making cole slaw
And all of the tasteful refreshers reserved for the roped off

Lifestyle of the rich and the famous that's what I'm chasing
I'm so full throttle with it I couldn't choke off
I can't be vote off I'm a real survivor
Unlike receivers on Revis Island

Ray Bans, real tans
Realtor, paid him
Work hard, field hands
Eat good, meal plans
I've got real plans
I've got real friends

If I said I loved you then know that shit still stands
I've got real buzz
Louder than steel pans
I'm going to take over the world while I still can

I can tell that you don't believe me either
Don't be subject of this twenty year later "Ether"
Report never made it to Bleacher
But I'm still scheming to beat you
And talk is cheap but I still ended up being a preacher
You hear me preaching?

Been searching my whole life for a deeper meaning
But all I seem to see are family plea proceedings
And niggas on knees staring up a cathedral ceiling
And niggas copping Celine and drinking up lean to heal it
I put helium in this balloon the world going to see it
And one "prick" is all it ever takes to pop one

How many selfish people in my circle not one
We watched them all fall off before my rise begun
Grew up riding horses now this life behooves me
Country boy but I learned to keep it groovy
I learned to keep it moving when the most is what people doing
They say detachment on this journey is going to feel gruesome

I'm ready

Written by:
Zak North

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