One Chance (Prod. Jerumy)

One chance to make it, one chance to live the dream I had ever since I was a teenage kid One chance to be up on the stage at night, one chance to give my girl the dream life So I can't f*ck up, and I can't lose sight or I'm boutta be livin' under that street light And that's not the way I wanna live right now so I gotta find a way to make it out Born in the summer but I feel like a fall baby Love the color of the leaves on the tree, but I'm workin' not to follow they lead I'm just tryin' not to fall baby Tryna be the opposite of what you call lazy Somethin' to prove, and the tools to do Now I just gotta go and get it, gotta make the moves Update on life, I still hate myself, but even that is something that I'm tryna go improve You can see it through my eyes that my soul got the drive Goin' 80 miles an hour like on I35 But I'm 'bout to catch a speeding ticket in this bitch Ballin' on 'em, best believe that I hit that swish Yo I knew this was my path since about fourteen Talent pure as shit like it's been dipped in chlorine I got a vision, I just hope the people f*ck with it Imma change the game before I'm fuckin' done with it One chance to make it, one chance to live the dream I had ever since I was a teenage kid One chance to be up on the stage at night, one chance to give my girl the dream life So I can't f*ck up, and I can't lose sight or I'm boutta be livin' under that street light And that's not the way I wanna live right now so I gotta find a way to make it out I can put the world in awe I got the shit that's gonna make 'em wanna drop they fuckin' jaw But I gotta make people notice it first The pain and struggle of an artist, man this shit hurts But I find release in the pen and the pad That's why I treat this shit like it's all that I ever had Gettin' out my head with the shit that I write Put my deamons on the track just to sleep through the night And I'm feelin' like I might just blow up soon 'Cause my recent shit is hotter than the month after June On the 26th of then, I was born to do wonders When I wrote my first rhyme I was destined for numbers When I penned these lines I was going through shit Even though I know I'm special, wasn't feeling like it But I been cookin' up, now things are lookin' up And I'm aiming for more than just good enough