Sweet Chariot

Never open my mouth to confide in ya
You just know part of my dreams That's a small piece of a
Crazy world in mind that I'm building up
I know that Picasso will be jealous if i paint the picture
Imagination still strong like lil n****
Our only means of escape from this bad fixture
When ambition meets broke that's a point on the board to the opps counter notes
No laughing to the bank life's still a joke
Cracking-up fire-cracker at heart from dawn to dusk i pat the dust the falling part i did it more than once
Wrap a bandage twice on the scars i live your fears on a daily cuz
Flip misfortunes brain gymnastics against the odds zulu tactics
Boom Shaka life's mathematics
No commitment that's the matrix
Numb to the pain that comes with losses
I grew accustomed

If not in this life perhaps then in another
Swinging low chariot sweet carry me home
When I'm gone prolly turn off my phone
Or flight mode out of talk,the world is out of control now that's a bummer
If not in this life then surely in the next one
Laying low run for the hills and take cover
When the reaper calls  tell him he can leave a message
I might be busy chasing greatness
I gotta get it

This is how it be
When you know defeat
How it is
When your dreams don't let you sleep
How it is
When your feet don't let you leap
Making bread from these crumbs
That's how we eat..

The style is free but still
You gotta pay me attention
I wanna fly overseas
Coz that's how hard i been working
I'm posted up n they see it
So I'm not writing a caption
They stay capping and i stay them cutting them off just like a rabbi
Circumvention i go around I'm on about it I'm witty with it a few get it cause most are  stupid
Never felt the love I don't like cupid
Still devoted to my flows
I'm door dashing

If ever count on luck then I'm f****
Lord save us
Been a while since my last prayer
This game of life needs top players
Hell and back for the simple things
Now that's focus

If not in this life perhaps then in another
Swinging low chariot sweet carry me home
When I'm gone prolly turn off my phone
Or flight mode out of talk,the world is out of control now that's a bummer
If not in this life then surely in the next one
Laying low run for the hills and take cover
When the reaper calls  tell him he can leave a message
I might be busy chasing greatness
I gotta get it