TA/PE - Love-Sadkid, Garrett.

Wish that I could tell this story in another time

Write another line maybe have a couple rhymes you ain’t heard before

This a testament to growth a thing I haven’t really showed and yet I’m

Urgently composing like this story’s what your searching for

Wish that I could do it different maybe then you’d finally listen

Maybe just be optimistic instead of just pessimistic

Maybe you’ll have learnt your lesson, further than I’ve learned my lesson

Maybe in the future you’ll have every single thing your destined for

Not yet

Why you bragging all the time you ain’t even on the top yet

Why ya head held high?

You still gotta get to grinding

This ya time to get up off ya ass, you better stop that smiling

Boy don’t try me

You still got a long way to go

Show some patience while you waiting if they hating do some more

You ain’t really changing nothing you not even revolutionary

Show ya strength a little more before you claim what you could carry

The work is scary, yeah I know

I’m the one who let you take a break while doing all them shows

This ya wake up call, ya last one before the alarm

So if you wanna be a legend then you better stand up tall

Or not at all

And mama ain’t raise a quitter

You ain’t working hard enough to get them 6 figures

You spending too much time worrying what’s on ya Twitter

So get with it or they’ll just give it to another nigga, switch up

I find my better days in dreams

Passed them labels up on deals cause their money they could keep

I been too hot to digest

But I digress I had to take a step back from the music just to steep

Y’all ain’t been sleeping on me

But maybe I’ve been too hard on myself

Pushing product with no end and still nothing to show and tell

Y’all riding waves with nothing to row or sail

And grabbing coat tails, if you ever pinch mine then I’ll tell you to go to hell

I do shit differently that ain’t mean that maybe it was meant to be

But still I make it happen with some missing pieces

I’ll leave y’all puzzled how I did it with no decent thesis

And there’s no reason I should struggle with the things I’m singing

I’m lacking confidence, they say I’m cocky they on my cock with it

I’ll get my place there ain’t no bartering or badgering

Cause pops already mad at me

And I ain’t never gone to war without my bars that I’ve been fact checking

I’ll be a king and a god (check)

Beat all the odds (check)

I’ll get the (check) and make a queen outta moms (yup)

Bet on the kid, I’m better than this, had the best track record

Since love, sadkid, I’m on a pretty petty pedestal

And bet I’m out here pedaling hits, y’all breaking bread

I’m counting cheddar break the feta to bits

Ain’t nothing better for the record bet it bangs in the whip

And it ain’t no mystery I run the game with medal-ling kids

Ain’t nothing better than this

I’m taking names talking shit for the hell of it

Maybe I’m not doing everything I could to sell this shit

I’m losing stock they think they lost it on embezzlement

But maybe I’m just stuck and so content on partial excellence

I said it then