Текст песни LIVING PROOF - BRLY.

Everything goes overheads
Why they don't understand me
They gotta pay me some interest
You can't box me out so I don't care what your stance is
Motivation embedded in the Word, rest in the Scripture like linen
Same time schedule hectic, at the 9-5 I'm leaning
In pursuit to turn this pen to a pad
So like da 5'9, a career off rhymes I'm pursuing
I pray the verses age gracefully
The potency based off the fermentation of the Fruit that I bear
Back on my grizzy, Weezy 07
People a envy, serving early like breakfast to spill out the tea
Then wonder why their feeling grey
Keep grace at the forefront, no judgment
Only way to inflate humility is if your ego is punctured
People a never know, till they hit a bump on the road
Then realise, the direction of their journey is dependent on who

What is your truth
Living life on the edge
Baby we living proof
All faith no sight
What I'm alluding too
Life, all in His hands
Brudda its beautiful

What is your truth
Living life on the edge
Baby we living proof
All faith no sight
What I'm alluding too
Life, all in His hands
Brudda its beautiful

Step in vintage drapes in modern time
Just adds to the emphasis of longevity
Anything I wan do, I do long time
Anyone I love, I love long time
Don't believe in wrong time, I believe in lessons
In the story of life some are permanent roles
Other are reoccurring
Wisdom a beauty defies time, applies at all times it's reoccurring
Weight on your shoulders, Yaweh lift a heavy burden
I been hot since 97, tracks spin decks like Darden
Wordplay worth a ticket, miss a line, please don't beg your pardon
The mindset parallel to what got me started
Never lose touch with your senses
It happens, don't think you're too big for the fall
(1 Corinthians 10)
Cognition of yourself, a bring you more chances
To make advances
To where you're destined to be
My future in the hands of my Father, I'm a destiny child
Serve without a rack, spilt my last
Everything I do is catered to you
Everybody eats at the table, we cater to you
Malleable in posture, the Lord steering my heart
Sculpting the essence of identity, my life a work of art

What is truth
Living life on the edge
Baby we living proof
All faith no sight
What I'm alluding too
Life all in His hands
Brudda its beautiful

What is your truth
Living life on the edge
Baby we living proof
All faith no sight
What I'm alluding too
Life, all in His hands
Brudda its beautiful

Free my dawgs
I just pray the Lord a free my dawgs
Locked up in them chains
Free my dawgs
I just pray the Lord a free my dawgs

Free my dawgs
I just pray the Lord a free my dawgs
Locked up in them chains
Free my dawgs
I just pray the Lord a free my dawgs