Good Thing/Monologue

And I guess it was a good thang But now I'm right back in it He pulled me out But I just keep on sinning I don't know what else to do Cause every time you Cross my mind You just keep on winning And deep down I know It's hurting My spirit Said I guess it was a good thing So for that I'm sorry bro I'm still tryn grow Just bare wit me All the things we been through Just sharpened our gensu Blazing through the storm Gimme more I ain't tripping Said I think it was a good thang They said it had to be one So which one is it Come on Which is you picking I know this a lot of pressure baby boy And the worlds full of noise Clear your mind And you'll find what you're missing Said I think it was a good thang Yeah just handle your business But when it comes to the pleasures Don't mix it Keep your P's & Q's Please don't listen to the fools Read the room I Think life's about Staying consistent Said I guess it was a… Aweee yeah Mm nice switch up Come on Come on Enough of that Enough a that Come on Give the people what they looking for Let's get to it Listen I got my mind on my money Can't be stressing bout time Matter fact Let me go head and rewind I do it for the man 50 100 grand Sometimes I stare at the sky He's got a plan Still I'm wondering why I'm looking for him Lemme tell you bout a shorty Way back in the day Grew up in the west end The young boy name is Kage Grew up in the hood Yeah stayed around the way Still his parents Let him go outside to play Aware of my surroundings Yeah I knew I had to make a plan There ain't no other way bruh Got my mind made up Can't fall down Yeah uh I gotta stay up I been in the gym late nights doing lay ups Push ups every day Yeah I gotta get my shape up Working on my craft A career Not a day job Can't do 9-5s There's a chance You might get laid off Working for myself Yeah this musics Finna Pay off Don't know where I'm going But I'm gon maintain a light jog Not the destination It's the journey Need the backlog Thinking bout my past While I'm sipping tea In Prague Ahead of myself Let's go back to them days A Monologue Wish I would've known I was gon make this seem so effortless Pockets never hungry Counting up them dead presidents Who would of thought I would be paid From writing up these sentences Someone should tell the judge and jury Lighten up these sentences Aye free they potnas They sit in jail While They reminisce Thinking bout they baby mothers Daughters The fatherless kids This don't make no sense All my fellow kin Locked down in the pin It's just what it is Yeah John Cena you Can't see me Please spell fly K-A-G-E Counting up stacks like 123 Make her sing like Do re me Wait Na I didn't say that Man I'm tryna do better But the temptation hitting I'm just praying that it let up Got me through the storm And the days are looking better But the problem I don't feel light as a feather Need more inner work love me Till it hurts Putting myself first Never worked Until recently I could have the decency To tell you bout to problems Yeah these pills Is hard to swallow Yeah please trust me I done tried em You tryna sell me I can't buy it Kinda games we tryna play Call of duty Over Halo Tryna drag me down Even though I got a halo Well To come come up Yeah They say you gotta stay low Someone Killt the track And I'm thinking It's a Case closed