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letra de how i got here (my journey) - wan gray

[verse 1:]
this is me waking up in the morning
working on my music, what should be my topic?
collect moments like twitter, no trending
well connected like wi-fi, always stay browsing
i’m too real for the streets, but they don’t feel me
work to earn respect or they’ll disrespect me
young black negro came from the south side dirt
where the same baby boy virgin mary raised
the gift and curse been through all the curses
seen all the he-rs-s, i’m quoting from the bible
been through all the drama, too hard to act
nеver been a fighter, ain’t it hard to tell
if i diе tonight, let me rest beside makaveli
oh hail mary, scary stories
the hood got hotter, catching heat like lebron
you could’ve been a star, someone takes your heart
from the triangle, moved up from the danger
old days i used to get x’ed on, square off from n-ggas
everyone crazy, question how their living
we gotta shape up, making better decisions
straight up

[chorus:]
i don’t know, but i’m moving on to another road
to a new journey i go
miss opportunities, they’ll never come back i gotta regrow
i don’t know, but i’m moving on to another road
to a new journey i go
miss opportunities, they’ll never come back i gotta regrow
[verse 2:]
lost couple steps, got tech and then eject
they was living foul on me, had to watch from sidelines
you can have it your way we know who’s the real king
ain’t lying this walter transforming to a simba
all day rehearsing, i had sk!lls for practice
and no one have guts to show up like iverson
i had waves for everybody to move
i was a thing myself, once my hair got some ponds
the day i surf on the rap game, the sharks come out
i’ll be ready to jaw their t–th i’m spielberg’n
got a lot on my plate, my food stay hungry
reaching for my dreams but it’s a mile away
my d-ck ain’t free, the leds to brightly
assume you wanna be an ass, ump the game and tion me
read between the lines, realize the realness in me
welcome to raleigh, nc
919
south side

[chorus:]
i don’t know, but i’m moving on to another road
to a new journey i go
miss opportunities, they’ll never come back i gotta regrow
i don’t know, but i’m moving on to another road
to a new journey i go
miss opportunities, they’ll never come back i gotta regrow
[verse 3:]
this sh-t is like therapy, it eases up my pain
this sh-t is like a drug, it heals me when i’m numb
spread my soul over hoover dam
cause d-mn it, i had passion over writing since art class
been chasing for a deal since the age of 18
i be fending for my spot, let it shine on me
student of the game, studied my rap history
young walter, the next simba of raleigh
i be laying real low, just to cook real dope
sell it online for listeners to give em some hope
took a opportunity to help down my future
plus i’m getting real close to her
my vision to dark for you too see my light
i’m trying to shine your day when the rain pours at night
the goals to get worldwide trending on the map
and flying on the radar across from your desk
a&r needs to do better signing acts
i speaks facts, stop fiction your words they’re trash
politics raging, question how their living
we gotta shape up, making better decisions
straight up

- wan gray

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