Truce Wayne - Talk To Me Nice

I gotta make it to my feet
Had to work for all this dirt that got me scraping up my cleats
With plans to reach them heights that be as far as eye can see
I see the path in its entirety from high above the peak
Graduated spending money I was making in a week
That was back when lil bro was toting braces on his teeth
Off a beat they give respect when it's projected in your motions
If I said it know I wrote it
Thou it's way beyond the speech
In some ways beyond belief
Lost sight of that diploma
Beats per minute our love that much closer
Bob hearts Abishola
After all that alcohol they thought hey Michael there's a goner
Ain't no rules to this game you learn can't hope to play it right
I just make light of this life soon as I light the marijuana
Chatting with Dee on Skype while having Sprite in California
Rap my life for the culture
Close to 8 years paving mine
That's why these dark nights hitting different with this Gotham state of mind
Yea
Smile through the pain
Joke or two face brighten up
Or high as fuck
Cudi slid through with new batch said light it up
We out walking miles
Talking how this world could lighten up
Said bro I've beat the odds so
Even if I die what's higher up
Is what I do this for
You and yours my family 'til the end
Made the promise back at prom when whole squad dancing in the gym
I just printed that shit last week bout to have these in a album
Just to look back on
From dwelling in the past to shaping outcomes
This a different breed
A different me
Move differently
Come get with me
Done witnessed things I wish I didn't have to
But I had to
Now I'm back through corner store to order more
That sauce too fuego
And I'm dripping
Uplifting 'til my gift from God's a halo
They know

Written by:
Michael Webster

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