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letra de forever - nephew p

[intro]
choose a blessing over luck ’cause luck one in a million, blessings forever

[verse 1]
choose a blessing over luck
’cause luck one in a million, blessings forever
my mama didn’t raise a failure, my father neither
so i dip my feather in my ink and practice on my preaching
preach and i swear i’m in my zone, may my words live on
let ’em set in stone wit’ the greatest quotes ever
motherf-ck tomorrow ’cause today is much better
plans of getting bigger
ain’t talkin’ weigh ins, weight cl-sses my n-gg-
go getta ’bout to bring the treasure
played the sideliner for too long, i kept the bleachers warm for ya
now it’s my time to ball wit’ ya
people laughed at me but this is not a blooper
used to hold my words in ’til my face turn blue
now i jot ’em down, revise ’em then i spit ’em out
tryna be the boy that the whole world talk about
yeah, so it’s best that i keep spilling out
lyrics so i can change my mama nem whereabouts
along wit’ the bank accounts
talkin’ large amounts, spend time in places they can’t pr-nounce
but for now i’m slotted in the house
writing raps ’til it’s my time, one day they will announce
my name for something
thank god who i am and who i’m becoming

[hook]
keep my eyes to the sky
wit’ my back against the wind
and my feet on the ground
when it get hard don’t cry
keep aiming for a win
don’t let your guard down
everything don’t need replies
stand tall and grin
and aim for the crown
can’t knock it ’til you try
love the skin you in
and who you surround

[verse 2]
man i was set astray
and even though i was, man god had a way
yeah, talk to him everyday
and today i really need him ’cause the devil has his ways
of getting in and f-ckin’ up everything
anything that doesn’t hurt me brings me a better day
n-gg-s spray like bidets where i’m from everyday
and i’m walkin’ through the mist hoping i don’t catch a stray
like mike vic, wit’ bics i write for days
distraited? naw man i’m focused on getting up the brae
it get steep along the way but i find a way
to look into the clouds even when the clouds are grey
prosperity and peace, i’m tryna be frey
i’m tryna put food on trays
no soirees, my approach is outre
i’m a walking prey that pray things will be okay
pay attention to this prophet who spit bank deposits
i can break a bank wit’ my gospel
tryna break free from the grapple ’cause life can take a toll
so i can’t idle wit’ a rabble
the thought of that is stressful, ain’t got time to h-ssle
i’m on a different plane, different lane, different level
different plane, different lane n-gg-, yeah

[hook]

[outro]
yeah
hate it or love it n-gg-
hate it or love it

- nephew p

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