Chris Webby - Success lyrics

[Hook] Are you really here or am I dreamin' I can't tell dreams from truth For it's been so long since I have seen you I can hardly remember your face anymore Yeah, is that really you success? I know you're close... But I haven't seen you in so f**in' long man, you know I'm a find you though, I'm gonna find you [Verse 1: Chris Webby] Yeah, success, is that you around the corner? I've been on your trail, now they say it warmer, warmer It's been a long time since I seen you too Probably since my last wrestlin' match in high-school And after that you left me Packed up and bounced with lady luck, then sh** got messy Grades started slippin' and the d** kicked in E pills, Coke, Percs, Klonopins Either high or in a bad mood Pissed off teenager, covered in tattoos Grade A f**-up, simple as that I'm surprised my two parents didn't turn their back But they never gave up on me, I love 'em for that And I promise I'm a pay it all back with these raps I know my bail was high but mom and dad I'm a pay back Every penny or I'll try, let it ride [Hook] Are you really here or am I dreamin' I can't tell dreams from truth For it's been so long since I have seen you I can hardly remember your face anymore [Verse 3: Chris Webby] Yeah, success, is that you? People tell me that you're nearby and I'm hopin' that it's true Cause lately you haven't made an appearance in my life Just a spot at the bottom and a lot of long nights Court fees, sh**ty jobs, bad luck, drug problems Or have a non-religious kid looking to God Swear to God I been through a lot of sh** on this path I'm not here to brag about it but no one can change the past I put together raps, tryna make myself a stag with it I've put my heart, soul, everything I had in this Slice my wrists and I bleed for this rappin' sh** How could you mothaf**ers say I'm not pa**ionate? This is all I've ever loved, do it till the d**h of me Proven that I'm worthy, I don't care what they expect from me And I'll do it till there's not a breath left in me Tryna make it in this crazy world successfully Ah, tryna make it in this crazy world successfully Tryna make it in this crazy world successfully Tryna make it in this crazy world successfully Yeah [Verse 3: Chris Webby] So many people told me success was up for the takin' But I can't tell if it's real or all my imagination Spit it so sick, that I need a vaccination But I'm still underrated as f**, any occasion That I had to rise to, I did But they still consider me a gimmick strictly just because of where I live Dope when I rap I flow, it's my path to blow This ain't the mothaf**in' white rapper show Sharpin' sk**s like katanas in the arms of a ninja Pure bred with the heart of a winner Put my all in this sh**, if I fall or I trip I'm just gettin' back up, never callin' it quits So hard when I spit, you need armor for this Dusk till dawn till I'm gone, I'm a spit Do it till I got nothin' left Word to my very last breath I'm a find my success Yeah [Hook] Are you really here or am I dreaming I can't tell dreams from truth For it's been so long since I have seen you I can hardly remember your face anymore