2 Slow

(We good, we live) Too slow too slow Too slow too slow Now I gotta move on (Turn the headphones up) Move on Move on Move on Move on Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah Yeah They wanna see me fall off But I could never fall off Taking a vacation to a place we never thought of Only obligation is to make it nothing short of Draw my inspiration from the faces that's going to show up Hate behind my back but in my face they wanna show love Post-traumatic stressing from them days that was so rough Yoshi you my angel when you left me I was tore up And now I hear the whispers from the devil on my shoulder Telling me to kill Trynna talk me into deals Im just trynna find the words so I can show you how I feel Everything I write is gold man I done felt this shit for years Telling me that I won't make it telling me I won't prevail But I'm on to that Snakes all in the grass like where the warning at Part time minimum wage man I need more than that Spotlight all on stage bitch I was born to rap Dreams way big to fade I thought I told you that yeah Yeah I thought I told you that Don't make me take it from you like you owe me that Them bitches I was writing never wrote me back I guess you blocked your blessings now its slow for that yeah Too slow too slow Too slow too slow Now I gotta move on Move on move on Move on move on Cuss when you falling down They never hold you down Them n*ggas in my corner they was no where to be found Aint wanna show me love but I bet they show me now Aint reaching for these n*ggas I'm just reaching for the crown Yeah these n*ggas too slow Too slow Too slow Too slow too slow Now I gotta move on Move on move on Move on move on Lately I've been feeling overwhelmed F*ck you and your secrets n*gga keep it to yourself F*ck all they opinions give a f*ck bout how you feel F*ck your two cents if it aint going towards the bill Ima take these demons that's around me give em hell oh yeah Going through it gotta keep it to myself (Uh huh) Opportunity Im ringing on the bell oh yeah F*ck it ima have to break into the house (uh huh) And tell em Im so sorry that I can never call em back I've been working on myself I promise nothing wrong with that Hanging with them n*ggas that aint moving yeah Im done with that Running laps around em got me feeling like a running back Yeah too slow Too slow too slow Too slow too slow Now I gotta move on Move on move on Move on move on Cuss when you falling down They never hold you down Them n*ggas in my corner they was no where to be found Aint wanna show me love but I bet they show me now Aint reaching for these n*ggas Im just reaching for the crown Yeah these n*ggas too slow Too slow too slow Too slow too slow Now I gotta move on Move on move on Move on move on Oh yeah Aye, Aye, Aye Oh yeah Aye, Aye