Crowds Lyrics

Yeah

It's me

The real me

You ain't even got to feel me

Long time, I've been thinking about it

Stay out of the places that be staying crowded

How he got a gun, but be preaching non-violence

Gotta keep my family safe, and protect my talent

Thank my mom for what she did, thank God I'm not a manic

I was so down, below ground, but I didn't panic

I been worked a lot of jobs, I hate being managed

Started my music career, by myself I managed

Lot of shit coming up, that I took for granted

Had to stay close to my dream, man, I just can't abandon

Younger me would be proud, older would say keep going

You ain't gotta tell me nothing, boy, I been knowing

And the smoke, it ain't nothing, boy, I been blowing

Used to have no food, now I'm feeling bloated

Used to not have all the shit that I do now

So when I look back, I know I didn't let myself down

Wow

Wish I knew then what I knew now

Been quiet too long, now I can be loud

They don't care about the shot, only the foul

They judging me, be trying to put me on trial

How you going to do that, I'm just trying to be great

Don't know where I'm going, I sit back and trust fate

If I could ask you one thing, I would ask you why wait

You ain't even got an answer, but it's never too late