11-20-20 ft. Kevin Spears Lyrics

I ain't gone lie, it's been a hell of a year

That's why I told my friends and fam that it's okay to shed a couple of tears

I touch home and they can feel when I'm here

The game fragile and I handle with care

You start appreciating shit when you get family scares

Separate ties

I know I'm pessimistic at times

I don't pretend this ain't no fucking disguise

My family knows that if they fall that imma fucking provide

My songs passing all the tests of the time

What makes a hobby turn into a passion

Well first of all, it's acrobatic how I flip distractions

And now they say I either flip the script or double backing

Know they want me to slip, this is ain't no fucking Janet Jackson

I wrote this album celebrating all the shit that I offer

Or maybe all the shit that I harbor

The older I get, I realize the wise words of my father

You ain't the only one out here, you got to go harder

Got to go farther

I recognize the dearly departed

I got to move smarter

cup is empty, fill it with water

I'm speaking truth with every word that I offer

They take a page and we all know who the author

It's been a whole year since my grandmother had transitioned

I got her voicemails on my phone and I can't listen

My mother was bedridden in grief

We was down bad but we never settled defeat

We kept them blessings in reach

The devil could never sleep

This our winning moment

I had to own I wasn't grown, my parents both got COVID

And that shit hurt me to my soul I know that I'm still coping

And plus the death of my people, it's got me praying potent

Anything is better than being hopeless or lonely

Can't go back to the old me

I finally got a circle of people that really know me

And we don't like the talking, my nigga you got to show me

I celebrate the losses and keep the wins on the lowkey

I got my demons talking but they will never approach me

Got to keep 100 at all times

Even when the people around you is talking small fries

Even when the obstacles looking at you from all sides

Got to stay strong

Take a minute but you got to move on

If you love her you should her, she won't be here for long

And it's okay to be wrong

I took a minute when I started this song

Because shit was too real

I used to chase the vodka with them blue pills

And now I'm here negotiating new deals

Now you got to see me on the home field

You got to recognize the enemy and weapons they gonna wield

The pressure they gonna feel it

Got to know it's a transition

Wrote my story down, that shit looked like a fan fiction

The bread flipping

When it comes to rap it's a dead given

Coming from the back I'm like Ben Simmons

I'm bread winning

One more hit and my head spinning

I'm on the set grinning

About to get a check for some thread linens

I'm too blessed with it

Want my closet looking like it got a duplex in it

And I already had the funk but now I'm too flex with it, I mean

You know I been through it all

The only difference is I had a lot of cushions that could cover the fall

And I'm out