Testo Survive Another Day - JB

Testo della canzone Survive Another Day (JB), tratta dall'album It Ain't Over Until It's Over

Look
I Been sticking to these blue notes like a thumbtack
Embarrassing when you run it up then have to run back
Back to selling pills I was feeling like a scumbag
But bills were catching up like a Buffalo comeback
Kept it lowkey like the left side of the piano
Felt so ashamed not even my right hand knows
But a fall from from grace was really in God's Plan though
Mistakes of a knockdown are learned after you stand though
Sometimes you gotta get low and cut off distractions
Had to draw the line like a nigga doing fractions
Maneuvering around all my pending transactions
Hoping they don't post today don't wanna see a caption
Bank account on what the fuck feeling like I'm fucking up
Wrestling my thoughts dawg and I don't think I'm tough enough
Shorty went and left me too I guess my lady luck was up
And Jeff floated me some bread I felt like a fucking duck
Said don't trip about it we in Paris when you make it
I never got an opportunity I had to take it
Did it being me and I was never on no fake shit
Now every verse I'm leaving earth it's like I own a spaceship
Everything you try ain't working nothing feels as hard as that
Jobs ain't really calling back anxiety like heart attacks
Losing everything made me question why I started rap
Like they hit the cue ball I had to go and start from scratch
Fuck
Money on books like an author
Appeal got denied wish we had a better offer
Dealing with life can't worry about a record offer
I got bigger fish to fry feeling like I'm Terrance Crawford
Getting through day by day really had me stressed out
Still I hold my head high and I poke my chest out
Y'all can't catch up to me I'm feeling like the best now
Separating the gap between us like Kanye West now
There's no better feeling coming back when it was three one
Got me in my duffle like a nigga playing D-one
Saw this play out before this shit is like a re-run
They be saying he won I'm like nah nigga we won
Like I'm raking leaves I'm about to grab a big bag
Just when I was bout to hang it up like a dish rag
I just kept fighting til I got my second wind back
Now I want everything except my old bitch back
Hahaha
But you know
Sometimes the best you can do is all you can do
We just trynna survive another day



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Writer(s): Josh Black
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