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letra de my future started yesterday. - byron henderson

[intro]
right, ride, right, ride
just to keep it authentic
when the world falls into darkness, some people are courageous enough to lead it out
either way, don’t let what this world becomes consume you

[pre-verse]
know they’re watching, but i don’t mind
i’ve grown up
and if that means i’m out of time, i’m cool
no blowing up
my future started yesterday, i’m fine
but sure enough, i accept me for me if tomorrow ain’t showing up
wait
mm
right, ride, right

[verse 1]
flow hot as lava pits
admit, every bit of this city dawg, you embody it
from the trauma of bodies twitching from hollow tips to bottle sipping on the neutral ground while second lines commence
a child done went from hopscotch to chalked out, but mind your business
just to see a rapper brag on twitter about how he did it
y’all got baby fever but we’re babies, think of how you’re living
smoke screens thick as model women just to cloud my vision
just to sell, you’re willing to sell out, how ironic is it?
diamonds in your t–th, but you still ain’t dropping gems when you speak
i’ll give you a vivid glimpse of what doubt is
your ear’s to the streets, but you’ve got the wrong idea
cause that isn’t what we meant by put your money where your mouth is
y’all walking round dense out here
about a dollar, but you’re lacking common sense out here
and all these gang signs you throw up, that show up the moment after you blow up
show us though we get older, some people will never grow up
perpetrators faking the funk for the paper, of course
you wanted fame, then became a slave to your label of choice
y’all saying stay woke, and that’s the new trend
but ain’t nothing trendy bout the guns causing you to lose friends
all i see is rappers still getting x’d out, then they become the best out
first you wonder who’s up next, then you wonder who’s next now
for heaven’s sake, had to let kelsey know there’ll be better days
guarantee if i flow long enough, you gon see them levees break
with the way i’m snapping, you might as well call me thanos
spirit bomb to my demons, her energy is all i needed to channel
i went from a sh-ll of myself to the best version of me
since y’all be on them judging panels
sleep’s the cousin of death, no wonder i have insomnia
since i’ve been sober minded, ain’t nothing really been bothersome
i just had to accept every single thing i’m a product of
when i say everything, i mean negative and positive
from the murder and substance abuse by people i knew that really felt they had nothing to lose
thinking irrational
truly, everybody say they keep the heat close
but i look at old school pictures, and i just see ghosts
that’s food for thought if you’re looking for a reprieve
cause i can see a clear disconnect between you and me
expecting protection from a system that’s full of thieves
an eye for an eye brought this country down to its knees
as i leaped over hurdles that’ve led me here
so i treat kels like she’s strong while she sheds these tears
i cherish her cause she uplifted me
the misery shifted me, but she’s still with me
even though my connection to people has been k!lled in me
reeking the scent of the reaper
while reaping the benefits of constantly spitting this ether
i parted ways with my heart and the thought of having to need it
like we have to make the best of each other, but you don’t see it
cause it’s always been the two of us
but sober me feels i don’t speak on you enough
that’s why you’ll never feel as if you do enough
and when my time is up, you’ll self destruct and that ain’t doing much
you worry till your heart aches, and i wonder, is it you or us?
my future started yesterday when i saw peace of mind was just a glance away
you think a dance with the devil is scary till you dance with fate
been stressing you with my problems like almost every day
that’s why i want to say that i love you and thanks for everything

[outro]
told aaliyah don’t grow up too fast
homicide in my rearview
drug abuse in my rearview
harder times in my rearview
everything is in my rearview
peace of mind right in front of me
peeking through the window, kicking through the door
you already, ugh
i ain’t trying to do what’s popular, doing what i want
you already hit them all with coup de grace (coup de grace, coup de grace)

- byron henderson

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