Novel - Wild Chapters** lyrics

Lyrics from snippet [Verse 1: Conway the Machine] Uh, in the Rolls truck, waitin' for the light change Then again, I came from the bottom, look how my life changed When all I did was write pain, but I'm still runnin' the streets Mama hope one day I might change My road through the trenches wasn't the cleanest I know I ain't perfect, I lied and I cheated I know some of the sh*t I was doin' was too egregious Told my girl, "I apologize", this time, I mean it You know I got a good heart, yo, you seen it Look at all the ni**as I look out for, people I'm feedin' Yeah, I had a son a lil' while after And when he died, know it was hard for you to smile after While all that was goin' on, I had a child after So how the fu*k I'm 'posed to be a proud rapper Story of my life, sh*t got wild chapters [Chorus: Anderson .Paak] Yeah Cards in my hand had me questionin' the dealer God, if you're there, I need a sign that I can see Mama, why you prayin'? Hope you savin' one for me I heard them shots ring, but I didn't feel a thing Uh, story of my life, open book for you to read When I'm back on my feet, I'ma stand like a king [Verse 2: T.I.] Uh, been dead in the city from the beginning Do whatever it take to make double profit percentage From the stoops and the benches to 'partment project with fences sh*t, we out here tryna get up out the trenches Elevate your comprehension, consolidate your vision A few born to stand out, you wasn't meant to fit in Remember car too clean, [?] sit in This trap music sh*t mad, let me show you how it begin In every loss, you find a lesson, make a life investment But [?] man live a trap life, the sh*t these rap ni**as act like See, I know how it feel to be behind the wheel With a trunk full of dope, blue lights in the mirror License and insurance, yeah, [?] You either play this sh*t perfect or you go to jail From hopin' I ain't got no warrants to Florence, Italy tourin' Machine and the King, from Bankhead beyond God damn Lyrics from snippet 2 [Chorus: Novel] I'm so fried all day On my grind always Seen some foul, foul times In this wild, wild life And I ain't even trippin', no Since the world we live in is so cold And I ain't even trippin', no Since the world we live in is so cold [Verse 3: Novel] Put it all on the line, just a sign of the times Try to keep peace of mind, it's a flaw by design Pray to God to keep my sister alive Down the Hennessy to keep the memories from fallin' out of my eyes I seen some wild chapters, dealt with grief in all stages Turnin' all the pages, deeper than Neil Gaiman The world is in a hurry, it's hard to instill patience [?] reparations and ni**as is still waitin' I sit in silence, lookin' for silver linings I feel like Robin Williams, laughin' to keep from cryin' You'd understand too, if you only stood where I am On the hills of Jerusalem, in the city of Zion [Chorus: Novel] I'm so fried all day On my grind always Seen some foul, foul times In this wild, wild life And I ain't even trippin', no Since the world we live in is so cold [Outro: Novel] So cold, so cold, so cold