Intro :
“Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard you're hit. It's about how hard you can get it and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done! Now if you know what you're worth then go out and get what you're worth. But ya gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody! Cowards do that and that ain't you! You're better than that!” Rocky Balboa (2006)
Why is it always the same story
What's up with all the calls
And what's up with all the worry
I've been through a lot lately
I've been hanging up on you and I know that's silly
You raised a winner and I can't question your way of doing it
But right now it all changed especially when you started losing it
I am just trying to start a new life around here
And ama need a lil time to figure out what ama do dear
I know you missed me but that something you'll have to get used to
I need a moment to myself but you just need someone to talk to
I can't lie I wrote this song at a bus stop thinking of you
They say you don't really miss it till it gone that sh**'s probably true
And I shed a couple of tears while recording this song
It's my first mixtape and am probably doing it wrong
And I know you've been checking my social accounts for a while
You probably never understood my songs but it's a different age and a different style
And right now am telling you a couple lines you'll hopefully relate to
I know you're English ain't perfect so my lyrics will be there too
And a lot of people been asking me where the f** you at
Am starting life from scratch if it's too hard to swallow you can chew on that
5 1 4 that's how my new phone number starts
And you can take a look at my Facebook page for the missing parts
And you can read about all the people that I am mixing with
And you can read about all them girls that am f**ing with
And you can read about all them places that I am going to
But you will never hear me whine about all the sh** that I am going trough
They say crime really pays and I hope someday talent really hires
I am the master of my fate but still a slave to my desires
I am painting with words and what I am portraying ain't done yet
I guess art is truly subjective, I know a whole lot about the subject
And f** it if ya'll more into bedtime stories around here
Am so good a rhyming, let me sacrifice a line here
And trust me when I say am just trynna keep it decent
I don't wanna talk about the past cuz am all about the present
It's kinda hard to make sense and please you at the same time
Music is such a lovely journey but ya'll made Rap a tough climb