circa '20 by bib sama.

Hook:
Everything, everything
All of my time spent
Everything, everything
All of my crimes meant
Everything, everything
All for my people dem
Heaven sent, heaven sent
Got these niggas hell-bent
[x2]

Verse:
I woke up early, it's a blessing
I'm 20, guess how I'm stepping
It's the same old creps
They be kicking, learnt many lessons
First things first
Nothing means shit inside a hearse
I'm one with the dirt
Cant you see the face up on my shirt?
I don't feel hurt
20 solar trips but every day feels like a
new birth
Liberated mind, expectation is the
new curse
Take a piece of mine, end up on the group like
new dirt
Fruits of my labor, took a bite cos this my
true turf
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
I'm grounded in the moment
A chance cant bother us
Us is I, I is we, we is me
I'm omnipresent, I'm here, my mind is truly free
I'm asking you
Is your mind truly here?
Pinned by the past
See these words, do you truly hear?
Are you living in fear?
Look down the tunnel and you'll see that the end is near
Or is it?
I've seen it pay some visits,
but see my breathing is rather even
I tend to skip it
and i tend not to miss it
and that's just for the best
Empty soliloquys no longer pose my mind a threat
and that's just for the better
These bars are just a letter
To anybody that's going through it
Cheer up big fella
I hope you reach your goals
and elevate your soul
Know there's no timeline for your lifeline
Just go with the flow
oh

Hook:
Everything, everything
All of my time spent
Everything, everything
All of my crimes meant
Everything, everything
All for my people dem
Heaven sent, heaven sent
Got these niggas hell-bent
[x2]

• Electronic
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Hyperpop
• experimental hip-hop
• London