Peaks

I’m stuck I want to have it all wave a magic wand
Make a bunch of money so all my homies could tag along
It’s like my life just one long dramatic song
I felt connection between us but now the static gone
Damn what did I miss my home was
Full of arguments what’s a hug and a kiss
Always grew up with the feeling it was something I did
And anything good or normal was just something I wished
Just ignored the s*** instead of having dialogue
The list of family problems probably go a mile long
While we’re at it here I got some more to pile on
And pile on and pile on and p-, you get it
Fans apologize like sorry I was late to it
That doesn’t matter bro I’m happy you relate to it
That’s half the reason I make music we being real
They won’t forget how you made them feel
I learned that early on and it stuck
F*** the cars and the bucks
I’m on par for a much larger purpose
Hope it all was enough when it all turns to dust
And we're all gone tell me was it worth it
Tell me was it worth it

I’m the only one that can call my bluff
Counting all my blessings hope they all add up
Even if I’m shot down I won’t wave a white towel
I stick around here when things got tough but

I’m stuck kind of feeling like I’m blowing my shot
And there’s a better way to cope than just hoping it stops
Hope it pans out fine and the plans on time
Then I exchange a message with a fan online he said
Man the message in your music is real
You speak the truth to me bro this how music should feel
I’ve been lost in a dark place abusing these pills
I hear your songs and they give me strength
I use them to heal
Wow
That’s when I realize it’s bigger than me
And all the little sh*** I’m stressing quits triggering me
Guess my words hold worth and a verse ain’t a verse
It’s a letter from my soul that I’ve given to this earth
Reminisce and think about my prior days a lot
Back at Frito Lay was stacking chips inside a box
Hoping that the rapping s*** eventually would pop
Waiting for the shift to end was staring at the clock
Mazda uninsured I had to drive it through the snow
Typical New England s*** seen it all before
93 that’s exit 4 I finally made it home
Came a long way I know

I’m the only one that can call my bluff
Counting all my blessings hope they all add up
Even if I’m shot down I won’t wave a white towel
I stick around here when things got tough but

I’m the only one that can call my bluff
Counting all my blessings hope they all add up
Even if I’m shot down I won’t wave a white towel
I stick around here when things got tough