paroles de chanson KINGLY - Connxtion

Dont know my path
I dont wanna leaveeeeee
Feel like imma god
But I aint a god
Still i believeeee
Feel like imma die
But i think im gonna die
Right now feel like im alive
Check on my pulse
Is it going with the music?
I aint begging
But you know that Imma choose it
This came a long way from minimum wage
By the time i get money
Like imma be thirty
Be three years too late
I can say that right now
Im a decade to early
Told my friends my plan
I dont think they heard me
Told em imma die
In twenty thirty (two)

Caught up in a mess
Im struggling to get my shit together
Taking shit for granted
Moments like this, they wont last forever
Planted seeds, they distant memories
Had our chance to grow together
Scared to let this go
But know the best is yet to come
Its hard to feel that way
When all ive ever known is done
Im coping with the gas
Im all alone, im in my room
Im feeling super dumb
Shit can only slow it down so much
Im running out of room to run
Have my fun
Summers over, no more sun
Im hiding in the shade
Im thinking bout decisions made
What to change
But i cant change at all
Lifes a ball
Dancing for a week
Before i lose it all

Going to college, think imma hate it
Told em my plan, they said "i wont let you"
Aint no paraphrase, that shit was verbatum
Hit year 27, we right on schedule
This aint a race, i be taking my time
If i go at my pace, ill be wasting my-
You think imma die with you picking my pocket?
(I dont know my path, I dont wanna leave)
Feel like im a god
But I aint a god
Still i believe
I think imma die with a Bic in my pocket
Color white

Growin too much, dont what my path is
So in two months, might switch it up,
Ultimate goal, i be chasing these bands
God dealt me a hand, i switch em up
Left handed but the guns in my right
Weak minded, I cant run from this fight
Got the muzzle to my taper now
Devil in me gotta bait him out
BOW! thats onamonopiea
Years thinking of what im gonna, gonna be
Cut it short, shit was kinda sweet
Thinking of the past, it was kinda neat
From my homies out in LAs Best
To the day i left, out from LAX
No this not another one
A story but im gonna
Run it back until the day i rest

Doubts been moving in and out
Thoughts been circling for days
20 days and i move out
Chicago town, im leaving home
Gotta make it on my own
Life, it moves so quick
You get back up and itll knock you down
Running round
Trying to escape the day to day
Im feeling lost not found
But shit i gotta keep hope
Sucks now maybe i move out
And meet some dope
People, keep my circle small
Sad cus its the end of all
My childhood memories
Childhood friendships
Cant get a chance to get a grip
So much stress im boutta slip
Back into my vices
Still cant come to terms
With what the next stage of my life is