[Lyric] Impossible (Aasim)

[Intro: Aasim]
Trakdealaz
I guess sometimes life wants to be important
Trakdealaz
You know how shit goes
Niggas think 'cause I'm with Puff, shit is all good
Shit ain't all good, nigga
Niggas think 'cause they see me in them hot cars
See me at all the parties, I'm livin' comfortably
Haha, 'ight
Look

[Verse 1: Aasim]
While Diddy throwin' parties, I'm up in the inner city
High above my altitude, loiterin' and gettin' pissy
My baby need them Pampers, my baby mother askin'
Where's this month rent check, to avoid court, she need them answers
My pops was healthy one day, next week he's sick with cancer
I had a model bitch but caught her cheatin' with somе actor
My lights and gas is 'bout to cut off, facin' disaster
Yet I spent my last for a suit to party at thе Plaza
Bacardi on my bladder, this record deal is slippin'
Ain't wrote no hits, guess I ain't shit, now mama, listen
I love you dearly, but I'm barely feedin' me
Kenya's pregnant now so I'ma have another mouth to feed
It ain't easy bein' me, but I make it out the ditch
I don't sleep, I barely eat but I believe I'ma be rich
So I bleed my knuckles on them streets until my flesh is healed
If it kills or builds me, I'm headed for top of the hill
[Chorus: Tyte Writer]
I know some wish that I would die
Instead I spread my wings and fly
I'll keep on doin' the impossible
'Cause I know anything is possible, oh, oh, oh
Can't keep a good man down
I'll dig myself up out the ground
And keep on doin' the impossible
'Cause I know anything is possible, anything is possible

[Verse 2: Aasim]
Uh, why would you wish me harm? Why wouldn't you wish me health?
So what, I'm flyin' private, I'm still sittin' on the shelf
No radio play and my bank account is low on ends
Arguin' for petty cash, uh-oh, here we go again
Lotta broken promises, lotta niggas schemin' on me
Lotta girls frontin', and a lotta family leanin' on me
I might do my Howard Hughes, go into seclusion
But quittin' ain't my attitude, leave that to them losers
I just shed a couple tears, but that's what you gotta do
What don't kill you, make you stronger, fuck the shit I'm goin' through
Look I'm gettin' hot now, did some things I'm not proud
Pops, I know you lookin' at me, so my dream won't stop now
Headed for the top now, tryin' not to get myself shot down
I don't care about frowns, I don't fear bloodclaat clowns
Yeah, I keep them hot browns
Live 'til I'm 90-somethin', Raida hold my spot dnow, I miss you, nigga
[Chorus: Tyte Writer]
I know some wish that I would die
Instead I spread my wings and fly
I'll keep on doin' the impossible
'Cause I know anything is possible, oh, oh, oh
Can't keep a good man down
I'll dig myself up out the ground
And keep on doin' the impossible
'Cause I know anything is possible, anything is possible

[Outro: Aasim]
And that's what it is, impossible
And anything's possible
Nigga, life is what you mo'fuckin' make it, nigga
Can't nobody stop you but you
So with that said
To all my niggas in the struggle and all my niggas in the corners
I see you niggas
Let's get it poppin', yeah!