"Ecclesiastes" lyrics

If I said I made it, that would be an understatement. It don't good enough explain, all this pain I gain for greatness and I know it been no death I seen the chance I had to take it, fast forward on paper now but it don't stop my problem I hear they say we problems but it feel like they want dollars like day one about money like free will ain't for all of us. Let it go and talk to God forgive me I'm still sinning in the night crying with my pistol at the daytime I'll be grinning. Yeah Lord please forgive me I'm hardheaded I don't listen constantly in repentance from making these bad decisions late nights pretty women so much lust been trying to enter. Shoe box been Getting bigger. I'm traveling every city. It seems, I'm living the dream. Can't believe what you hear and about half what you see. Don't judge a book by his cover. One day you might be deceived. 21 making millions. Real estate overseas. Buy a farm in Virginia. Beach flight and Belize car shop with no budget. I can get what I please. Bought a house for my daughter, she rich, she ain't 18. If I don't end up married, she always going to be my queen. Get a tour and get the cut, just to make sure you eat. Tell the fam' grab a plate wagyu steak for the feast. Sit by the pool and relax. Talk to God and kick up my feet and reminisce about the blood shed I seek in the street.

Had to find myself. I caught myself slipping away. I had to remind myself, flipping Z's for the J's subsidize myself. Hit they block, ocean spray make the call myself and got a call from death and told me calm myself. So I changed my occupation and I still be dodging cases but I won't go back to the basics and I'm still patiently waiting on my time. Tell my brother if he stay down we gon make it out. Big ol' mansion in the hills it's so big get lost in it he kicked on like mine cuz it got a cost different to the sun get shine T-keezy on some boss business. Went to Cali pulled a JFK my top missing on the floor no cover but it cool I'm with my brother. Where I'm from niggas bust you and hit your funeral like they love you. Streets come with repercussion that's a message to my youngest before you pick you up a pistol grab a Bible hug your mother. Had to find myself I caught myself slipping away had to remind myself flipping z's for the J's subsidize myself. Hit they block ocean spray made the call myself and got a call from death it told me calm myself. So I change my occupation and I still be dodging cases but won't go back to the basics nah, and I'm still patiently waiting on my time. Told my brother if you stay down we gon make it out.