Imma Make It

I promised myself that one day imma make it
Elusive statement,but it's a dream, you can't take it
I can't fake it, i've always wanted to be an artist
Tony starks never taught me how to have an iron fist
Couldn't take control of my life in spite
With this music shit you could never make a right
You only make wrongs, then go left field
Move forward and never look back for real
I'm in a bigger city, ready to spin another wheel
But fuck it.fortune resides in my heart, not another mill
Is that a lie i say still
Or my license to not get killed
I don't wanna end up like nipsey, racing for a better community
Beaten at the victory lap, murdered from jealousy and lack of immunity
I guess money power and respect could get you scar faced
Id rather have respect from my peers
Anything else is just waste

[Hook]
One day imma make it
Meant to be or maybe not
I'm just gonna strike
Cuz the iron's still hot
One day imma make it
I'm gonna live a happy life
Life in paradise
Blessing in disguise

I promised my homies that one day imma make it
Elusive statement, but it's a dream, they can't take it
They tryna break me like you a wannabe rapper
A ludicrous actor, with a fabricated persona
But i know in my soul that i'm the flow owna
And the rappers u listen to are sojourners
I could easily write em off in my journal
In a verbal intercourse i fuck y'all up
Cuz i'm seen as joke, y'all cracked up
Like why you don't rap in yo language and stick to the roots
That really got you in cahoots
So obtuse
I want the whole world to know my story and journey
So you won't make the mistakes before me
Ignoring advice i was craving the most
Love yo momma
Cuz any other love becomes love lost
Gotta protect the fam at all costs
That's the price you never pay
When unconditional love comes into play
From yo girl, i let the truth unfurl
One of the only true supporters i have in the world
When i was kicked in the curb
She was always there, self-aware
When times were the worst ay

I promised my momma that one day imma make it
Elusive statement, but it's a dream, she don't get it
She also had a talent beforehand
A folk singer, singing for core folks
That's all she accomplished, the dream croaked
Just a hobby, she calms me with her guitar
Strings pulled by life, other shit to prioritize
Hope was getting unplugged, i could see from afar
She was too poor for sure she had to work a nine to five
Since 95, it was all work or die
I guess i'm heading with clumsy steps in the same route
Or maybe do a reboot, take a risk be in a pursuit
Of happiness do what i like take a hit
Saving up my money for studio sessions
Depression, the only place where i turn dark thoughts into art
Spendin' my momma's money on making new songs
Hopin that it doesn't break her apart
Promised my momma imma finish college
Thinkin she will really acknowledge
That i wanna fucking dropout like kanye on college dropout
This is my latest regret i have registered
If i don't get to graduation, imma hear her whisper
Music is just a twisted fantasy, it will hurt me deeper
Make me weaker when the refrigerator empty
Turn into a starving artist if the shit ain't meant to be