[Verse 1]
How many lives would I touch if I dropped a record expressing my thoughts (Hmm)
How many songs should I drop till I'm highly favoured
Or finally famous or finally placed with all the greats
When I could still do it without their validation
I just place a piece of my heart and soul when I make a song
This is a marathon not a race, gotta keep my trainers on
Made this song, couple days after word of my cousin passing
That tragedy made me think bout time and how many days we got
Living life like our days are not numbered
Or how my ways never been astray
Cannot go till my destination is covered
I'm sayin', I cannot waste time with common folk that waste time
Can't complain bout niggas with smaller plates tryna take mine (Ooou!)
How many lines till I really pop?
Get a million, and milly rock or do the Diddy bop
Minimise any la di doubters, make the city drop
Got em really hot, like "How that skinny nigga, spit it?"
Damn, he really boutti
How many times have I lost a piece of myself?
Tryna be not myself
Just to feel at piece with myself
'Cause I couldn't be with myself, till I fell at peace with myself
Now they cannot break any a piece and I'd rather be with myself
Than to be with people impeding, or seeding evil in stealth
Givin me plenty reason to keep a dream to myself
I can't believe they ain't seen what I see in me
Chose to believe in me
Now the views that I care about are a scenery
I'm winning of course while yall fill in the score
I'm still with the boys I was flipping hits with before
Just little boys with a vision that niggas be killing for
That women be twisting hips, tryna get in they feelings for (Ooou!)
How many times should I try?
How many gone try to dim the light of my shine
Or try put me inside a box?
How much time do I need to be open more?
I guess I need plenty time
'Cause I seen em come in and out like revolvinG doors
I rapped and accepted my insecurities
Wrapped em all in blanket, and promised they'd never ruin me
Promised Grixxo I got him
'Cause in the end it be you and me
'Cause in the end they won't even know what to do with me
[Hook]
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
[Verse 2]
Woah! Woah!, check
How many times will she cry till she tell herself not again
How many times is too many times
How many friends are really with her when she down n out or crying on her bed
How many hide until the sun is out and reappear
See I know broads with a high mileage
Dodgin class and tutor but supply knowledge
Firm believers that a pretty face and hot body really get you poppin'
So they don't try to hide it
And I know broads that ain't like-minded
That chase a different kinda paper and apply knowledge
Not for favours but to save a life they not proud of
99 problems not a single nigga is a part of em'
Tryna find em is like tryna find diamonds
How many lives would I touch if I dropped a record expressing my thoughts (Hmm)
How many songs should I drop till I'm highly favoured
Or finally famous or finally placed with all the greats
When I could still do it without their validation
I just place a piece of my heart and soul when I make a song
This is a marathon not a race, gotta keep my trainers on
Made this song, couple days after word of my cousin passing
That tragedy made me think bout time and how many days we got
Living life like our days are not numbered
Or how my ways never been astray
Cannot go till my destination is covered
I'm sayin', I cannot waste time with common folk that waste time
Can't complain bout niggas with smaller plates tryna take mine (Ooou!)
How many lines till I really pop?
Get a million, and milly rock or do the Diddy bop
Minimise any la di doubters, make the city drop
Got em really hot, like "How that skinny nigga, spit it?"
Damn, he really boutti
How many times have I lost a piece of myself?
Tryna be not myself
Just to feel at piece with myself
'Cause I couldn't be with myself, till I fell at peace with myself
Now they cannot break any a piece and I'd rather be with myself
Than to be with people impeding, or seeding evil in stealth
Givin me plenty reason to keep a dream to myself
I can't believe they ain't seen what I see in me
Chose to believe in me
Now the views that I care about are a scenery
I'm winning of course while yall fill in the score
I'm still with the boys I was flipping hits with before
Just little boys with a vision that niggas be killing for
That women be twisting hips, tryna get in they feelings for (Ooou!)
How many times should I try?
How many gone try to dim the light of my shine
Or try put me inside a box?
How much time do I need to be open more?
I guess I need plenty time
'Cause I seen em come in and out like revolvinG doors
I rapped and accepted my insecurities
Wrapped em all in blanket, and promised they'd never ruin me
Promised Grixxo I got him
'Cause in the end it be you and me
'Cause in the end they won't even know what to do with me
[Hook]
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
Said it I said it
[Verse 2]
Woah! Woah!, check
How many times will she cry till she tell herself not again
How many times is too many times
How many friends are really with her when she down n out or crying on her bed
How many hide until the sun is out and reappear
See I know broads with a high mileage
Dodgin class and tutor but supply knowledge
Firm believers that a pretty face and hot body really get you poppin'
So they don't try to hide it
And I know broads that ain't like-minded
That chase a different kinda paper and apply knowledge
Not for favours but to save a life they not proud of
99 problems not a single nigga is a part of em'
Tryna find em is like tryna find diamonds
( Grixxly )
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