Fi'yah - Burning Letters lyrics

[Intro] Yea, Fi'yah Shall we get started huh? I got a handful of blessings And a handful of regrets I done had a few lessons And I done failed a few test [Verse 1] This is the introduction for you to see life how I see it I been so patient now it time for you to hear it Giving my pains my pleasure from these burning letters Instrumentals and inspiration strengthen my endeavors These thoughts running through my head deserve a gold medal I need a woman to support my dreams someone like Coretta When I'm done chasing my dreams imma need some new shoes Couple of nikes and j's, this road ain't smooth They k**ed my n***a Shermaine, man that ain't cool Talking to God like I hope he up there with you Just cuz you met me, that don't mean you know me Theres Anakin's out here im Obi-Wan Kenobi Kurt Cobain with the lyrics and Da vinci with the pen They like damn he brings terror like 911 again Thoughts of a physic and eyes of a visionary Bringing miracles to the game like joseph and mary [Hook] I'm just living my life tryna do things right Cuz I might just die tonight Instead of mailing you letters imma put em in my songs And burn these letters tonight I'm burning letters (x5) These songs represent my life [Verse 2] I'm waking up like I'm glad that was a dream Its funny how nightmares come true before dreams That's how it seems, so it's by any means That I stack this green and let nothing in between They sleepin' on me food for thought gave them itis Look for a reason to hate I know you like this One of Mississippi's finest, add me to your playlist Let that trash get a minus Come in my lane and get yo a** ran over Man these bars break limbs I'm playing red rover Just hang it up, don't worry I'll sign the poster Besides you ain't gettin' no bread like broke toasters (broke a**) You think I give a f** about gold chains? Pinky rings, designer names or dark frames? Well I don't, I rather impact the game And never get changed by the fame [Hook] [Verse 3] Sittin' on a cloud trying not to fall I got so much on my mind, tryna figure out it all Where's the door to success? I see nothing but wall Jesus on speed dial but I'm ashamed to call Cuz I repent and do the same thing again I bet he hears my prayers like here we go again I paint pictures with this pen Just to take you to a place where you never been (where you never been) d**h like s** you know its gon come No matter how fast you are, you know you can't run So im in this race till im done Getting this bread not leavin' no crumbs Walking in wet concert, you can follow my direction Practice makes perfect, I'm chasing down perfection Choose me, and you gon make a good selection I'm doing things on a level of profession [Hook] [Outro] Yea, its like I'm the author of my life And unfortunately, I'm writing with a pen And I can't erase my mistakes You know…