Yeah, I´m tryna skate through life, so I been on my grind Fifty-fifty chance I´ll land on my feet, and that´s fine
Life was always a gamble, so as long as I can readjust my bearings I´ll be good for these street rides, no street signs Followed my heart to where the sun in the east rise Away from nights where all I could do was eat fries Always been bipolar if I rewind Footage throwin´ up middle fingers and a peace sign Handlebars like I ride BMX But I handle my emotions like I got PMS ´Cause growin´ up there wasn´t episodes on PBS Explainin´ how to raise the children that got PTS Not every life can be saved by the EMS And there´s damage in my brain from these EMS God knows it´s been a rough ride like DMX
We still pull up twenty deep like we BMF Marriage ain´t the only promise you should keep ´til death Loyalty is worth more than any degree of success Yes, I would trade in every single one of my checks Before I stop reppin´ this city on my Mitchell & Ness
Uh, in the nighttime havin´ daydreams like (Da-da-da-da-da) Didn´t have a lifeline, turnin´ eighteen like (Da-da-da-da-da) Probably should´ve flatlined, but I´m still fine like (Da-da-da-da-da) Even at the crash site, I can still fly like (Da-da-da-da-da; yeah)
Summertime´s never really hit Because I´ve been workin´ jobs since a little kid Always been too tall, my clothes couldn´t fit Closest I´ve been to havin´ dollars was listenin´ to 50 Cent But with this pen, I´ve killed many men I´m tryna go international from this minivan The A/C broke, but still, let me vent Bought a keyboard to make beats, but spent the rent Forgot I had a blunt in my pocket, and now it´s bent Probably stuck between my gun and a ball of lint Wish I was a baller, but instead I´m on a bench Stuck with memories of dad callin´ mom a bitch Common sense knows I won´t be an athlete And no girls gonna want me with this acne
Absorbin´ negative vibes, I´m attractin´ Started rappin´, and all of a sudden got a rap sheet Last week in the cop car in the backseat Watchin´ a familiar face that I knew pass me Jealousy drainin´ my energy just like a gas leak Actin´ like I´m Leo, if you all ask me, I am Great Gatsby, yeah
Uh, in the nighttime havin´ daydreams like (Da-da-da-da-da) Didn´t have a lifeline, turnin´ eighteen like (Da-da-da-da-da) Probably should´ve flatlined, but I´m still fine like (Da-da-da-da-da; uh) Even at the crash site, I can still fly like (BNYX)
Uh, uh, keep goin´ like da-da-da-da-da Yeah, life sucks sometimes, fuck it, da-da-da-da-da Yeah, yeah, yeah, keep goin´ like da-da-da-da-da Mm-mm