SOMETIMES I GOTTA Lyrics

Sometimes I gotta roll up

Just to get rid of the nightmares

Ever since it happen, it became quite clear

Gotta knuckle up, cause life just don't fight fair

Thank God he granted me the tools to stand right here

Take a couple hits and bounce right back like

That ain't even hurt a bit, burning through this smoke

Like there's some purple in the spliff

And I done realized that there's some Urkel's

In this bitch. Running circles in this bitch'

It might hurt you in a bit

A lot of crime but being fakes the worst you can

Commit. I promise you'll never find

One verse with more purpose than this

With every single line I bring the purpose with

The pen, and to the common mind this verse ain't

Making any sense

Cause you ain't working with ya senses

I could change your world with just a sentence

I live my life behind these bars and I'ma serve the sentence

Resume speaking alone check it for a reference

I promise I'm relentless, though it was unintended

Know I'm coming with intentions

Did I forget to mention? They walking with extensions

So be careful where you steppin'

Cause someone might just mess around

And send you straight to heaven

This world been acting crazy so I gotta keep a weapon

They talkin' bout angel numbers well I'm searching for seven

I know I might be preaching but I'll never be a reverend

Cause I made some mistakes in my past

There's snakes in the grass

Be careful with the steps you take, they wait

In your path, anticipate your next mistake

They're waiting to grab, your future and goals

Everything you ever had

In fact, they'll probably even take your craft

That's when you switch it up and laugh

Every time it makes 'em mad

It's a common reaction when they don't got what you

Have. They took the art out the artist, thats why

I stay with the pack. So I can roll up

And get away from the nightmare

Ever since it happen, it became quite clear

Gotta knuckle up, cause life just don't fight fair

Thank God he granted me the tools to stand right here

Take a couple hits and bounce right back like

That ain't even hurt a bit, burning through this smoke

Like there's some purple in the spliff

And I done realized that there's some Urkel's

In this bitch. Running circles in this bitch'

This might hurt you in a bit

This might hurt you in a

This might hurt you

Cause someone might just mess around

And send you straight to heaven

This world been acting crazy so I gotta keep a weapon

They talkin' bout angel numbers well I'm searching for seven

I know I might be preaching but I'll never be a reverend

Cause I made some mistakes in my past