Find A Way Lyrics

I got tickets on my seat

Wait I need, neigh, no need

To say I sleep, wake, work repeat

Way more than needed, no more dreaming

Is this a sign my dreams ain't waiting for me

Next time I'll be on the opposite side trying to find my use again

Is this a rhyme where I say my talent ain't spoiling

Because it's 'bout time that my lack of actions finally turns to sin

Turn to sin, I lured it in

More and then, I'll urn to them

Got to learn to end, discern the when

Like burning men, it burns again, then it burns again

Can't be mad at the switch, I didn't intend to be in the hands of family

Surrounding by the reminders that this life I live ain't exactly where I planned to be

Focused on money and honeys, but the growth inside is more than just a plant to me

It's more of a canopy

Please, want to get back the photos of a happier man to know

Man, I feel like Diane with Toto just trying to ease down the road

My path seems to curve like a Koto, I feel more lost than before

But just like Diane with Toto, I'm still giving my hands to folks

How I wish I was moving: pop out with digits that others pursuing

Walk out the place I was living, make all my family financials congruent

Time wants to get busy; I want to get back to days when I wasn't a fool to the business

Talking 'bout days when I was the proof, not the witness

But now I just prove all of my moves cannot finish

I only move on time with the beat, fit within the track, only task to repeat

Attempting to stack what I make in on week, but lack to retract what I own and what I speak

My tone bitter, what's wrong with a post if it's on twitter

They want to get nasty and talk round in circles, but they just resemble a cone picture

If you want to ask, how I don't act, just react and pick up the phone quicker

But now that's past, I'm focused on cash and worried 'bout bags and hoping it lasts

Close my eyes, got to wish I tried more than this; it ain't a bad time to pray

Man, I spend most rhymes with my wits pay what little with a wish because it's that time of the day

We watch, we clock the time that it takes

We notch, we lock the image displayed

We botch, we flock the pending array

But if we stop, sweet talk just a limit we place

It just depends on the right sign left at the white line approaching and hoping

The dreams and emotions are more than just feeling that potent at the nighttime

The visions I have really ain't quite mine, but that's not going to stop the sightline

Looking now at the dreams escaped, it's come to state that If I got to wait

I got to say you know I'm holding my place with stubs on the space because we want them

Tickets on my seat

Wait I need, neigh, no need

To say I sleep, wake, work repeat

Way more than needed, no more dreaming

You know I got to dream (Oh my)

You know I got to dream (Oh my)

You know how it seems (Oh my, oh my oh my)

You know I got to dream (Oh my)

You know I got to dream (Oh my)

You know I got to dream (Oh my, oh my, oh my)

I got find a way, I got to find a way

I got find a way, I got to find a way, way