Dennis Hobbs - Soundtrack (30's Version)

Third grade, they carried me along the way
Grew up a bad kid, so being good felt out of place
Some people didn't think it would work, but I still stayed
So many school changes, didn't know where to behave

It was the start of something good
Built a bond with the other side on a consistent level
And it's crazy how the stars align
Woulda never knew I was a poet and ran laps to a success story

Cause who knows if I'd even rap
Gracious, grateful, thankful, memories made
You and Grandma L did so much for the city, y'all deserved a parade
Didn't think I'd have to go down this avenue and be on this page
But hope y'all having a good rest up there seeing all the roads you paved

So who you rocking with
Had to take a second to unpack a lot of shit
Got a newfound confidence, no cockiness
Learned if it ain't gon' be me, then who's stopping it
This beat sounds like some shit I'd thank my people to
How selfish would it be if I didn't give flowers to the people who helped me out but we'll be here all night
So I'ma charge it to the game, cause I know people got shit to do

To the ones that slept on me, I hope it ain't a Serta
My ex turned out to be no different from the people who hurt her
Sometimes you gotta take a step back to discover purpose
At first you'd probably think it's like getting away with murder

Becoming some steps closer to attacking the goals I set for myself
But lately it's been a disaster, you know
Sometimes it takes bad things to put you back on your toes
And if you ever step on my shit, hope it splash on your clothes

I'm pretty reloaded, had to step back and get it in motion
I'm way too focused, had to remind myself
How many times am I gon' say I looked in the mirror to remind myself that I'm that nigga
Even though that ain't my term of endearment

But since we here, we might as well go on, get it clear
Man, it really ain't the year
But let me remember what life was like before I got to a point where I wished that I was near
In any proximity, to the person that got his shit together

Probably why I look at my problems just like whatever
So much bad shit on the news, it's like we'll never win
Trying not to go back to having the smallest things
Seem like it's something that I put too much merit in

I like positive words, them shits really be heaven sent
But that shows you who really cares, it's evident
Just don't confuse my steps back with negligence
Sometimes I gotta reflect on where I'm at again

Or else I wouldn't have made the time to put the time in
Damn near kinda killed the concept of slidin' except
I'm with a dime, I'm in the process of slidin' in
Hold on, my bad

You know how my mind might get unhinged like Jorja Smith's old comments
Hold the camera on me, but it's not that content
Hoping they don't shoot, cause you know this environment
I'm just trying to win

And if that's too much to ask, then I won't ask again
I got the answers and it took me picking up this pen
To realize this next chapter's some shit we gotta mend
Gotta remember losses before and after

When going through hell, it's like you gotta run through faster
Me sitting through a podcast ain't the only reason that I resume laughter
You can never write me off, I think I wrote so much
Three albums in three years, ask me if I took a week off

Safe to say it's God behind the mask, though
And I'm grateful
Went from at one point wanting to (redacted) to never feeling more alive
What more could you ask for

Crazy times had me uncertain on what to call it
Mad people just came and went, but I'm here, so it ain't all that awful
Living life so indecisive, I came across all of the thoughts
About how we would try and write this and make it all come out flawless

I'm freestyling at this point
Purposeful optimism, I think I found that I'm in a decent mood
So pardon me if I sound mad
And ever since I decided to get up and go to therapy

I roll with the punches in life for the sake of a good soundtrack, bitch

Written by:
Dennis Hobbs

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