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letra de 1 a.m. in el paso - mista crain

i don’t know how you do it/or why you do it/ but while you do it/i’m gone write this music

1 am in el paso i’m staring at the ceiling
mentally fatigued and know relief from all the millions
things that on my mind, music my wife and children
tryna monetize and maximize the gift i’m given
pen in my hand helps me understand and explain my feelings
write a plan and be sane again cause at times i’m trippin
even in my losses, my character is building
i got the drive, may see me walking i’m just that committed
i can’t sit and hope it happens gotta make it happen
plenty no’s and open mics but bro i’m never stagnant
bounty hunter for my dreams its gone pay to catch em
several of them out on bond must forgot i had em
daily working see my goals in the distance fam
trouble lurking them distractions i don’t listen fam
a few views a few fans on the instagram
but just a touch can change your life in an instant man

often hating my reflection/suffering from rejection
sticks and stones broken bones words used as weapons
needing some direction/responding with aggression
feeling so alone then reminded our connection
i won’t let you fall/i won’t let you lose
trust me in it all/i always come thru
i come thru i come thru

yeah i’m restless, must be that texas heat
fan on and the a/c on 73
yet i’m sweating thinking all the things i wanna do
and gotta do look at you sleeping so comfortable
unh, and in my mind i fear i’m goin crazy
going harder every time i gotta feed my babies
gotta job wanna resign i have grown impatient
a car note and a mortgage bet my wife would hate it
takes too much of my time and music doesn’t pay me
what would god say if i died before i ever made it
yeah, yet i’m believing its gone happen
money can’t make you happy and i’m in love with rapping
and helping people overcome, serving is my p-ssion
some do it just for fun, some just for fashion
some want the attention and the others want the fame more
i just want what’s for me give me everything i came for
promise no wishing on the star i see my angels
in faith i came this far, each time lord you came thru
and there’s nothing that you can’t do
they can doubt all you want but look mane, they ain’t you
and i want it more than ever gotta get that dub
only thing i’m scared of, letting down the folks i love
and ain’t no dream too big and ain’t no limits
so i ask like a kid knowing my fathers gonna get it (let’s get it)
often hating my reflection/suffering from rejection
sticks and stones broken bones words used as weapons
needing some direction/responding with aggression
feeling so alone then reminded our connection

i don’t know how you do it/or why you do it/ but while you do it/i’m gone write this music
1 am in el paso i’m staring at the ceiling

- mista crain

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