Perseverance Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I think I found a different side to me
I guess this money is the side who I'm about to be
I stand up for my music, just to get knocked down
These bitches lay down, just to get knocked up
Ironic right? But just to clarify
Look, We the reason they go, no need to sympathize
I swear work is hard, distractions are plenty
Time is short, and the past just killed me
She asked me, "How can you forget?"
I say, "Time goes one way, memory in the other"
That's probably, why my career ain't doing so badly
While these other niggas sponsored by mommy and daddy
Yea they got the best talent, that money can buy
But obviously that fake shit can't get you no profit
That's why I never turn my back on the team
I just wished we learned your back is the best target
[Hook x2]
All the bitches on the wall
Listen about what we did
Just let us go, so easily
Let us go so easily like
[Verse 2]
Live life by the words you choose to be known by
So I'm just trynna to be G, the next two letters
Why every time we talk, you never look me in my eyes
Honestly, I guess we both can do better
To a lot of women "wedding" has a nice ring to it
Right? I just never see myself there
She say I'm the man of her dreams
So if I think about it, waking up must be a nightmare
But all I care about is how they call me great with this art
Yeah I could draw a crowd, no matter the spot
Why is it every time niggas talk they expect me to listen?
But I just hold my space like an astronaut
In this life balance good with the bad
Love what you got, and remember what you had
And to every nigga that dissed when I asked
There's no future in the past, yeah
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Trynna imagine my haters' personality
I'm finally seeing my dreams, so fuck being bitter
And I'll miss you, I miss who I thought you would be
But I just couldn't bear it, like Chi stripper
So I put my heart and soul into this music, organ donor
Is it wrong? I don't care what you do
Fuck that. Hey shout out to my fans
And I think they call them fans
Cause when you hot, they keep you cool
I love the irony
And funny how success always hurts your last girl to the point she can't handle
Yeah, she be calling me
And I just send a text like "Ex is just short for example"
And she would say, wait hold on
See fuck it, I never listen
Too worried about pimpin' this avenue
Getting to the point with these bitches, ballet shoes
Hey life, where my lemons at?
And I love when niggas ask me where the women at?
Cause that right there, let me know that they know, I'm over them
So where y'all niggas at?
[Hook]