Trowa Beezy - Trowa of Hempstead (Snowball's Revenge)

You got a lot of time on your hands, I already know
You should have bought bands up inside the club, thought you knew the rules
You do not have to pretend, You faking for those not your friends
You trying to look good for the lens, You want to look like you got ends

Been there, done that, can't bear fruits from faux raps
I walk in act like myself, a couple drinks and I stay lax
Look at my resume baby, I guess you not really convinced
I said forget about maybes, and I been on top ever since (Uh)

Two diamond rings, two big ass chains
Two middle fingers 'cuz I don't give a fuck 'bout what you gotta say
Drinking last night, my head is still spinning but we 'bout to do it again
It's part of the fight, but I can't be tripping 'cuz we know that quitters don't win (Uh)

I raised the cost 'cuz I know that I'm worth a lot, It's something we all should do
I hate to see people give up on their dreams, for something they wouldn't do
Regret on my deathbed, I feel it at 29, use it as motivation
I don't get worried 'cuz when its my time to shine, I have my preparation

From a 4 door, that I drive like a coupe, to award tours I embark with my group
To be chauffeured to a 5-Star, in the backseat while I'm gone off the goop
I don't shoot shots, I got go right to the hoop, In DC yeah I mob with the crew
Then I'm back home in the L.I., making dope tracks, that I'm sharing with you

I don't gotta rap about wealth, you can see it's me
Playing both sides, moving weight and ducking felonies
Want to make the come up, then you gotta put the cash down
Ladies coming through the table, like they on smackdown

She want a just because gift, I want a just because dick suck
Automatic roof, press a button and it lift up
Still ain't got the rollie for a lady who don't act right
Your friend cute too, if she choosing then I just might

I drop a bomb with each verse, deal with the aftermath
The cash I grab can pay your tuition, just see me after class
Pray for abundance, cause blessings seem to be moving fast
They used to chuckle at me, we'll see who's laughing last

Ain't no such thing as the perfect time
Billions of stars and you waiting for a few to align
Who am I lying to if I'm not myself
Let those parts of me flatline to see life after death

I can be honest, I haven't slept good in months
Reaching for help, I found no point
I met a Queen but I'm afraid to give her what she wants
Stockpiling money becoming who I despise
Can't stomach how my heart would look in the divine's eyes

And that's another conversation that's hard to have with my guys
All this evil taking place, I can't figure a reason why
To contribute any good, even though I know that's not wise
Trying to process these emotions, I'm empty on tears to cry

But something inside of me knows that things can turn for the better
Life can turn on a dime, after seeing a mortgage lender
Let the future be, 'cuz ain't no telling where we'll end up
Time with family and friends is all I'm trying to make the best of

Tired of seeing the bright side, I'd finally like to be in it
Let hindsight be the judge, it would say I've already lived it
I'd say I've dealt with a lot and somehow I still got the vision
And to see it to its end, is really all my decision

Looks like you took that leap
You fell, playa
Probably hurt more than you expected
Guess what though, You still here
Nothing took you out
Change, it's all part of the game
Those scars tell a story, maybe a story you don't know all the way yet
Either way you reached the next step
Get up...

Written by:
Christopher Wallace

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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