DON'T LET THAT DOOR CLOSE Lyrics

Don't ever take your life for granted The way things are is housed and blended

It's not what you have, it's how you manage it You better take complete advantage

Move in a slow-mo, where did that time go? Gotta set these goals, takin' that high road

Don't lose track of the Lord, chasin' them pesos Don't let that door close, boy, don't let that door close

Jim City is the corner that I come from From a wood to dropwood to the slums of

The west side, look, I reside, I can't run from All the trauma on my mama, what it look like

The osmosis, overdoses, what's the prognosis? Zombie capital, slave shackles, the diagnosis

The KKK still around, they ain't got downtown Papi Oto and his cousins on the East Pratt

Hang around some real killers down on Germantown But the war god, this the 20, shoot him down

Body armor, A.R.A. Quint, 200 rounds They say his mental illness made him gun his sister down

Hands up, don't shoot, that's the excuse now Guess what, two fucks, we bulletproof now

Oh shit, fuck that hope shit We do fly shit, can't lie shit

I'm on my own shit, I'm in my zone shit Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Don't ever take your life for granted The way things are is out of planet

It's not what you have, it's how you manage You better take complete advantage

Yeah, as a sophomore, I sought more than those who taught war Up on chalkboards, caught scores

Behind the boss doors, at the soft store Put counts offshore, cause our lives cost more

Small amounts, they're off yours We floss floors to penthouses

Since our masterpiece, man, I've been doubted Had a lot of bright ideas, then the outers

Cleverity from amongst the clouded I found it, the shag done tried to drown quick

The hate, but we found our fates, and it's sounding fake

And our crowns are straight, we got talent to take

Compounding cakes, tours around our dates From underground to Crete

Ripped the scales with this for sale Independent, never kiss and tales

Nor kiss and tell Late nights, reading the kids some tales

My post mastered, getting mail Why they lacking? Snacking, I mix my trails

Either love is heavenly sound Or else it's spit from hell

Truthfully, I wish you well

Today was music, but usually y'all be using different scales

Begin the gel, G-minus, and the major G's The old ones I always think were E's

The ladies always pleased to came, cause I came to please

I came to please

I came to please

I came to please

I came to please

I came to please

I came to please