Testo Self Discovery - Lecrae
Testo della canzone Self Discovery (Lecrae), tratta dall'album Restoration: The Deluxe Album
He was a smart kid
It was always about Lecrae 'cause he was the baby
We knew he had something in him
Never expected this though
Now, grandma said we came from Jamaica
Crossed the ocean 'til we made it
And my DNA test said the westside of the motherland
Is where they take us from, um
Never met my daddy side
So I couldn't tell you if I'm Zulu or Xhosa
Couldn't tell y'all how I be courtside
Or made it this far without a cosign
Of course I struggled a lot and stayed prayed praying
Unforgettable
Swae Lee, Swae Lee
Demons Achilles
KD, KD
Now I'm up, it's a real life
And when it get real, I can feel Christ
Heal this branch on the family tree
That was here for me, man, the roots so deep
Self discovery
Self discover me
Help uncover me
Help me to understand who I'm supposed to be
Not just a wannabe
(It's dangerous over here)
(This is a dangerous area)
(Gimme my money, fool!)
I seen big pain, big loss, but still been big blessed (blessed)
All that cap, big-big-big-big-big-big-big-big stress
All y'all want big house, big car, big ice, big checks
Man, I wish y'all did-did-did-did-did that less
(You ain't gon' be nothin')
(You daddy wasn't)
(You ain't gon' be)
(I know that he always had, uh)
(Something in him)
Yeah, my little cousin was hitting me up
Man, I changed all my numbers I never knew
Crazy how digits were causin' division
Can't nobody get at the revenue
Seven numbers on a smartphone
Equal cash, had the lights on
I get royalties but I got loyalties
So send a bill, I'll go half on
Half black, half unknown
Are we Cherokee or Seminole?
I got PTSD running through me from my kinfolk
Stress had me going AWOL
Sin got me acting Adolf
I'm like, "Aye y'all, I need days off
I'm depressed having brain fog"
It's obvious I'm highly blessed
I finally get to understand what a man is
When he at his godliest
To get there I was highly stretched
And I was highly stressed
(I gotta deal with Bloods and Crips, Calvanists and Charismatics)
(Black, white, red, brown, y'all ain't gon' stress me out)
I seen big pain, big loss, but still been big blessed (Blessed)
All that cap, big-big-big-big-big-big-big-big stress
All y'all want big house, big car, big ice, big checks
Man, I wish y'all did-did-did-did-did that less
Credits
Writer(s): Kelvin Wooten, Larry Darnell Griffin, Lecrae Moore, Morris Ricks
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