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letra de to infinity (a way home) - mjangles

to infinity (a way home) lyrics
[chorus]
i know, i know
and you know, you know
one day you feel it
one day you don’t
so let’s take it slow
and pave a way home
pave a way home
pave a way home
pave a way home

[verse 1]
i guess that’s it for the weekend
another one fed to the dust
so much for the start of the season
somebody take care of the cups
all the girls in the line to the bathroom
not much we would care to discuss
but if you tellin’ me to do it for the gram
now that right there is a must
now that right there you can trust
now that right there is enough
a man nеver cares ’bout a profile
so don’t you comparе them to us
are you not finna flex for the first date?
am i not finna flex for the stage?
do we not see the image we got
make change for the days when it burns to the page?
heh, i know you’ve heard of the phrase
first impressions make birds in a cage
just kidding, that’s a term that i made
different scripture, but the word is the same
you look at ‘em one way from monday to sunday
no matter those times when they take to the sky
hopin’ to earn the appeal of a turn
when the keeper discerns that he’s able to fly
kudos if you able to find
a place where the self don’t endanger the mind
i spit game with a flame and a vibe
like i’m not concerned for these labels of mine
the “rich white kid wannabe” city boy
the “never text back assh0l-” pretty boy
then i look in the mirror and see a silly boy
like, really boy, you give a f-ck about the sh-tty noise?
[chorus]
i know, i know
and you know, you know
one day you feel it
one day you don’t
so let’s take it slow
and pave a way home
pave a way home
pave a way home
pave a way home

[verse 2]
these motherf-ckers can’t tell me nothin’
don’t go and pull up tryna tell me somethin’
i already know i’m in the lead discussion
and i’ve been about the sh-t talk and the mean muggin’
if he tried to cap that he’d be buggin’
my city where the clap back team be bussin’
pull up to ya spot and ya team be duckin’
so compared to my sh-t ya critique mean nothin’
compared to my thoughts ya critique mean nothin’
compared to my heart ya critique mean nothin’
been a self-critic i don’t need to be frontin’
i see the self-image i don’t need to be stuntin’
my team gon’ hol’ up and my dream gon’ blow up
so between those quotas, i don’t need to be judgin’
the drip fried chicken, and the sauce fried chitt’lings
and the songs i’ve written be the green bean stuffin’
between those three where my ego feeds
head held high while my feet proceed
then i start thinkin’ i proceed slowly
but instead of gettin’ quicker, i just tweak both knees
pray to the lord he can keep lowkey
the seeds of reflection that we don’t need
the question of “how can you be so weak?”
will i serve as the answer? well we gon’ see
and i know
this is only where the road begins
i can take a step ahead, and still, i can’t escape the journey from within
i can take a break to rest, but i can’t let my comfort trump my will to win
i will gaze upon the stream, and i will walk across until i see the end
[chorus]
i know, i know
and you know, you know
one day you feel it
one day you don’t
so let’s take it slow
and pave a way home
pave a way home
pave a way home
pave a way home

- mjangles

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