Beat is straight NO², thank you for sharing brother! Lyrics: I realize, I been fighting flesh with flesh, My mind, comes from soul, so if my minds against my body.. I can't win, everytime is struggle i know its gon end having to repent.. I understand now I can't fight flesh with flesh I had to learn to walk away I saw the spirit, Holy Spirit, but thought I was a demon so scared to come near it I realized my fear is, illogical.. If I'm not worthy of love then I don't love myself, whole.. If I'm not trusting my mind, then I can't trust anyone even the self, or even the world.. My mind is critical, critically too hot, it get so hot it feels like I melt But it's just ego, I know..
If you cared about your dreams, you would invest money into making it happen. But yet youll soend money on other shit like Netflix, He really don't want to be an artist.
I’m hunkered down know that I’ve been through rain Society tried to hold me detached from this path of flames. know that I truly failed if I really do stay the same trash is thrown at my name it’s here that I will remain Damn You won’t get judged for the bed that u choose to lay in I will Chase Ms A nine to five ain’t the world that I choose to stay in I am awakened
Give me the Cup Never Pour the Tea Pour Happiness I'm a Soul made from the Soil my smile defines Humbleness The eye is over Sharper seeing the invisible Evilness Fuck those failures which gave us set backs Every Black kid carry a How to get Rich Book on their Back Packs
I was patient enough Patient enough to do what i must Back then we survived off brown bags for lunch I remember there bein ham sandwiches When i had no allowances, loved putting BBQ chips in em Dirt Poor, struggled long term - meanwhile my memory was short But the memories are a perm And classes I'd abort, like my momma back in 94 I try to do what it mattered for I can't scratch the surface with a metaphor I see red, I'm a matador Locked behind these closed doors I couldn't get out, but i was content being contained Cuz lifes a chore to stay sane
Create music like the world’s waiting to hear your sound Quit holding back-time is precious! Release that anthem
That's real! 💪💪💪
Beat is straight NO², thank you for sharing brother!
Lyrics:
I realize, I been fighting flesh with flesh,
My mind, comes from soul, so if my minds against my body..
I can't win, everytime is struggle i know its gon end having to repent..
I understand now I can't fight flesh with flesh
I had to learn to walk away
I saw the spirit, Holy Spirit, but thought I was a demon so scared to come near it
I realized my fear is, illogical..
If I'm not worthy of love then I don't love myself, whole..
If I'm not trusting my mind, then I can't trust anyone even the self, or even the world..
My mind is critical, critically too hot, it get so hot it feels like I melt
But it's just ego, I know..
You definitely gonna sue me for this 😭😭but i don't think i'll ever make profits off this 😭but this beat is incredible
See ya in court then 👨⚖️🤣
If you cared about your dreams, you would invest money into making it happen. But yet youll soend money on other shit like Netflix, He really don't want to be an artist.
@@IK-EYBeatsbig ups for not talkin shit tho dawg 🙏 but still stand on biz
Nah bro is filthy with this one and the previous one ft Soulo
Appreciate the love brother!!! ✨
This feels like Hollyridge Strings
I’m hunkered down know that I’ve been through rain
Society tried to hold me detached from this path of flames.
know that I truly failed if I really do stay the same
trash is thrown at my name it’s here that I will remain
Damn
You won’t get judged for the bed that u choose to lay in
I will Chase Ms
A nine to five ain’t the world that I choose to stay in
I am awakened
Give me the Cup Never Pour the Tea Pour Happiness
I'm a Soul made from the Soil my smile defines Humbleness
The eye is over Sharper seeing the invisible Evilness
Fuck those failures which gave us set backs
Every Black kid carry a How to get Rich Book on their Back Packs
It’s so damn easy to get a good flow going I love it
Appreciate it!!! 🙏🙏🙏
Wow❤
🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏
I was patient enough
Patient enough to do what i must
Back then we survived off brown bags for lunch
I remember there bein ham sandwiches
When i had no allowances, loved putting BBQ chips in em
Dirt Poor, struggled long term - meanwhile my memory was short
But the memories are a perm
And classes I'd abort, like my momma back in 94
I try to do what it mattered for
I can't scratch the surface with a metaphor
I see red, I'm a matador
Locked behind these closed doors
I couldn't get out, but i was content being contained
Cuz lifes a chore to stay sane
Where you digging the samples from? I gotta feeling you’ve made some them from scratch 🔥
I make all of them from scratch! Thank you! 🙏
@@IK-EYBeats that explains it! 🔥