Let the Story Begin
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Never meant to say sorry so many times
Never meant to apologize for the rest of my life
Will you please give me a chance?
One last time
I can show you how I changed
I can show you how I
Picked up some habits at an early age
But I can show you now the art I've made
Had some time for introspection
Now I look at all the faults in me
I see big mistakes, a world of hate
Made insane by the craze for a name
I thought I wanted fame
I don't
I just wanna tell my friends I'm not broke
I wanna live my life without folks
Telling me stuff I already know
I'm bad at taking advice I know
I wanna do it on my own
Never been the wisest
And I'm not trying to be woke, uhh
hmm, hmm
I'm not trying to be woke
I'm not trying to be woke
I'm not trying to be woke
I'm not trying to be woke, uhh (one, two, three, four)
Never meant to say sorry so many times
Never meant to apologize for the rest of my life
Will you please give me a chance?
One last time
I can show you how I changed
I can show you how I
Have always tried to prove
I'm the best at what I do
But guess what?
Maybe thats not true
I got so much more to do
Just to prove to you
There's more to Nickelway
Than what is right in front of you, uhh
So great, I claim to be Usain on the beat
But this is the first thing I release
And you've seen the worst of me
Every new track I'll be posing
A new face hope my talents showing
Touch' keep my friends from towing
Brรปlรฉe cause I'm peeling onions
Who said that good things come to those who wait?
I have waited all day
No one's gonna give it
You gotta take action on your own
Find passion from your soul
Let it speak and kill a bird
With half a stone, uhh
Never meant to say sorry so many times
Never meant to apologize for the rest of my life
Will you please give me a chance?
One last time
I can show you how I changed
I can show you how I
Follow my gut in everything I do
I dont have a plan at all
I just shoot my ball
And hope that it lands hoops
Stop me if what I'm sayin
Gets you in your feelings
Kiki do you love me or
Do I have to stop spitting
Whatever you say I know I wont
Rap is where I feel most at home
Clash with facts like a homophobe
Home alone, Kev get to the phone
Practised on cassettes
Mixtapes of my favorite rappers
Turning truth on their mind into
Verses burning records
Bursted into laughing
Everytime I heard a second
Of my own voice cracking
While trying to get a crack in
Well now I got my first in
But i still have more to win
And I know you're thirsty for more
So let the story begin