4 Dolo

Knowing that's only myself They rather persecute Than help Learned to stay to myself When right hands give you up You forever question trust From the dust i grew it Shit i know rock bottom I'll die before i go back to it This is how I'ma do it Got to trust my wings and fly Till the day I get to live in the sky Take us for who we are Or leave us alone to grow On this road less traveled That many have come to know A movie at it's climax That played so slow The rewind broken Don't wish to miss So can't fast forward Stopping ain't an option Hope in the end we rewarded And if disappointed At the credits Then give us our credit Freedom and life to gamble Then no bluffing we bet it A living art gallery on display Hoping the world don't forget it Ever felt one with nature A vibe of free Maybe understand How the field euphoric A high just to be But they choose to see Grass that doesn't grow Some leaves on a tree They're doomed to fall But get a window to shine Dead green is scattered seeds With no purpose Nobody wants to build there The land must be worthless Can't plant cotton The soil surely rotten So onward they pass Flooring the gas My scenery forgotten Knowing that's only myself They rather persecute Than help Learned to stay to myself When right hands give you up You forever question trust From the dust i grew it Shit i know rock bottom I'll die before i go back to it This is how I'ma do it Got to trust my wings and fly Till the day I get to live in the sky