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world's end
John michel
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I'll tell my momma that her son made it
I haven't seen her, so I'll someday it
Her prodigal son was a prodigy
Praise to the people that think they on top of me
Love competition, I love getting vicious
I love showing up all of those who had doubted me
It's family tradition to burn all them bridges
Big bro looking down, know he proud of me
Look, I'm paying my dues 'cause I'm not around
And pop I just want your respect
I'm never moving in silence, I made a sound
And I feel like that's doing it best
I had to wait for that weight on my chest to survive
And I know that it's all in my head
I know I'm too greedy, I act like you need me
I promise, on God it's my life or it's death
Look, it's word to my dearly departed
I know that you had to have 'em
But you left me with nothing
My prayers go "Pardon, pardon, pardon me..."
When I lost 'em know I lost a part of me
I'm tired of doing the most
But I could do more, nigga I never choke
So pass me a bottle, the bottom has hope
I'm just like my momma, we both 'gotta cope
If you think that I'm drinking, I probably is
I find all my answers in bottoms of fifths
I 'gotta ledger my blessings and sins
The way that I'm moving, I need to repent
Need to talk to that preacher
Just know that I need 'ya
To cast all my worries, I'll listen to Peter
And a little Anita
Niggas ain't worried 'bout me though
I 'gotta go, fill up my glass
I got about a hundred on the dash, I'm going fast
My nigga, who passing me?
Steady, I'm living it lavishly
I thought that I want it, I got it
I promise, there's honestly nothing to stop it
I've seen all the poverty problems I lived
I'm probably never 'gon see them again
It's no competition but I'm trying to win
I could do it again, and again, and again
I know that my father would tell me to stop
I think 'bout my momma, her face I forgot
Remember the fighting and changing the locks
Remember the nights that I wish I forgot
Remember the struggle that they never lived
Still winning, so grab me a bottle to pop
I'm still drinking 'till the night's over
With each day it gets colder
It's every morning hunched over
Another day, another hangover
And that pain showed up, but I can't slow up
I remain knowing that I'm made for 'em
'Imma stay growing 'till I see my name up on the top
It's John Michel you 'boutta hear it a lot
Listen, I keep dreaming
Ain't nothing above it, I keep reaching
I'll take it and tuck it beneath me
And I know that it's worth it, I keep breathing
My momma done told me I need Jesus
I hope that he's waiting 'cause we need him
I say I'm a saint but but I'm knee deep
In some bullshit I pray that I he ain't seeing
My ways need to change, and this I know for certain
It's too hard to self reflect 'cause I'm my favorite person
I know the way I act, the way it's all about me
But I find excuses for my actions 'round the first and fifteenth
Feeling blue as them 'billies, it started in Philly
I took it to Daygo, I'm living ideally
I shattered the ceilings, I made 'em believe it
I promise there's nothing for niggas to teach me
Give me the word
I'll be doing this shit 'till the world's end
Yeah, I'll be doing this shit 'till the world's end
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