Grateful.

Duration

3:55

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

Lyrics

Who'd ever guess I'd be "The one" who has to make it to the top alone?/I guess it's destinny,something that I'll have to condone/like I'm dragging a cross and everybody's throwing stones/wounds all over my back...I'm trying to make it home/Momma believes in me now I just wanna show her/cuz life isn't forever and we're both getting older/My Wife's holding it down working her friggin' butt-off/she deserves it all,vacations to being chaufeured/I have to make this happen,I feel it,I know it will/cuz I'm still moving straight and the city is getting closer/I put the bottle down cuz it's better I do this sober/cuz the route that I was taking,would have left me in a coma/While trying to shake these stalking,circled-hovering vultures/I manage to keep a thought in my head"This isn't over"/No Sir...I have a strong-head on my shoulders/determined to make a placement in this Hip-Hop culture,so grateful/