Malc - Views

Love few but trust none
Shoulda took my own advice
You live and you learn
Live and you learn
I had to say it twice
Cus Since that motivation
Things done changed
How I live my life
Selling out shows
We in the city
Tryna Live up to hype
Yet
It’s like they see you on your way
Everybody think they coming
Entitled
But where was you
When them demons I was overcoming
Matter fact nigga
I still battle em everyday
Dream chasing
Like we the chasers
The plan been to escape
Running rebels of 94
Like 92 UNLV
Our winning just ain’t the same
Ain’t for clout
Ain’t for TV
Cus see me
I’m just tryna touch a bag
With all my comrades
From nothing
To something
Do the John Ross
On life’s dash
And I don't trip over storms
Cus I know
This to shall pass
Forever boxing my way out
Like I’m sponsored by Everlast
Roy Jones in his prime
Got something these niggas could never have
Small city nigga
Bigger dreams
They goin know this brand
This my forever declaration
Pledge allegiance to the bag
Secure It
Cus we living everyday like it's our last
Steady forward
Ain't no looking back
I ain't checking past
You either with me or you not
You either for me
Or against
Cus I can't tell you where I'm going
But I cant tell you where I'm not
Back to where I'm coming from
Ain't going back to that spot
Fuck survive
I'm trying to live cus niggas dying a lot
So I'm applying pressure in every chance in every shot
So I told shawty
I’m sick of arguing
We do this every night
Back and forth
Every time
I’m always wrong
You always right
Like fuck is we doing?
Let you tell it
It’s always me
Talking bout balance your time
Like they giving millions for free
I’m in the chase of my life
Excuses is for the weak
All this grinding a nigga doing
I just want a lil peace
Maybe patience
I’m just tryna make sure we all fucking eat
You swear I’m making moves for me
I’m steady making moves for we
So I bet on myself
In every single situation
Fuck I look stopping right now
This shit starting to get shaking
Late nights
And early mornings
You know how I live my life
I download the stress
To zip
Then compress
And then I write
I can complain
Why
Cus this what I choose do
Forever confident Nigga
That I’m from a chosen few
So I ain’t mad that you left
Cus you did what was right you
What type of nigga would I be to stop you from doing you

Written by:
Malcolm Robinson

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