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letra de man on a mission - lew sid

(verse 1)
uh
these other rappers ain’t hard
how the f-ck i’m ‘posed to fear you when you ain’t god?
my n-gg-s can’t feel you ’cause you ain’t trill
blind n-gg-s can’t feel yo ’cause you ain’t braille
me and my n-gg-s man we up against the same odds
we all been dealt the same cards
we ain’t got the time for resting so we can’t chill
pay attention ’cause the picture that i paint, ill
young n-gg-s used to always being home alone
f-ck it so we wrote a song
was at the bottom only driven off the hope alone
no one supporting us we felt like we was dope alone
well worth it every night a n-gg- lost sleep
that’s apparent off the growth alone
two of my exes used to b-tch at me for lost time
ain’t really give a d-mn i had to leave ’em both alone

(bridge)
i was too busy getting to it
trying to stay out of the limelight, dedicated to the grind life
trying to get my mind right, staying patient but prepared n-gg-
i’ll be ready when the time right
none of it was in vain, i done learned to befriend pain
i ain’t never been the crying type
man i had a mission and a backbone what you n-gg-s spine like
i been committed to this grind life

(hook)
look i’m just a man on a mission
spilling through my craft dog
praying that the fans want to listen
trying to get my hands on some riches
party with the model broads
put my ‘lil mans on some b-tches
i’m a man on a mission
started out with nothing but a dream
i was just a man with a vision
yea i understand i was dealt a bad hand
but i’m driven
to put my whole fam in position
i’m a man on a mission

trying to put my whole fam in position
boy i’m just a man on a mission
got d-mn, hold up

(verse 2)
i was born with a clean slate
i inherited the sins
be afraid to pray to god everytime i bow my head down
thinking like, d-mn where do i begin
never one to be expressing to my peers
i could always h-t the liquor store
and just confide in the henn
always toss a ‘lil change to the homeless n-gg- at the stoplight
call it trying to make amends
i be thinking like a n-gg- got time umma get right one day
but for now pour it up
overconfident in many situations feelin’ like i knew everything
i guess i ain’t know enough
in a room, dark room, harpooned to a net full of deep thoughts
by my god d-mn self
done missed about a hundred of my momma calls
pain been internalized
i don’t want no god d-mn help

trying to put my whole fam in position
boy i’m just a man on a mission
got d-mn, hold up

- lew sid

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