Ever thought about losing it…
When your money’s all gone and you lose your whip.
You might lose your grip when the landlord tell you that you due for rent.
And the grass so green on the other side.
Make a nigga wanna run straight through the fence.
Open up the fridge about 20 times…
But still can’t find no food in it.
And sometimes I wonder, why we care so much about the way we look.
And the way we talk and the way we act and the clothes we bought.
How much that cost?
Does it even really matter?
Cause if life is an uphill battle.
But y’all tryna climb with the same ol’ ladder.
In the same boat, with the same ol’ paddle.
Why so shallow? I’m just asking?
What’s the pattern to the madness?
Everybody ain’t a number one draft pick.
Most of us ain’t Hollywood actors.
But if it’s all for one, and one for all.
Then maybe one day, we all can ball.
Do it one time for the underdogs.
Sincerely yours, from one of y’all.
I can feel your pain, I can feel your struggle.
You just wanna live, but everything’s so low.
That you could drown in a puddle.
That’s why I gotta hold us up, yeah hold us up.
For all the times no one’s ever spoke for us.
To every single time that they read this…
You can say that… That’s what Paredeux wrote for us.
When the tides get too high.
And the sea up underneath get so deep.
And you feel like you’re just another person.
Getting lost in the crowd, way up high in the nosebleeds.
Because we’ve both been there, both of us.
But we still stand tall with our shoulders up.
And even though we always against the odds.
These are the things that’ve molded us.
And if life hadn’t chosen us…
Sometimes I wonder where would’ve wound up. Cause if it was up to me, I’d make a new blueprint. Then build it from the ground up…
But if it’s all for one, and one for all
Then maybe one day, we all can ball
Do it one time for the people…
From Paredeux, to all of y’all…
I wish I was strong enough to lift not one but
both of us…
𝕋𝕆 𝔹𝔼 ℂ𝕆ℕ𝕋𝕀ℕ𝕌𝔼𝔻 …
𝕋𝕆 𝔹𝔼 ℂ𝕆ℕ𝕋𝕀ℕ𝕌𝔼𝔻 …