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Struggling I'm tryna find my way Fighting I'm having battles with faith They criticize me and speak on my name But perfect's something I'll never be I remember days back as a kids They was hating saying I was never gonna be nothing dope They was saying I was never gonna make it they would try to put me in a headlock had me by the throat They was a little boi snot nose Wrong path I was dodging all the potholes Syndrome they're diagnosed called Stockholm Going through hell was walking on the hot coals Momma said I was a special case And demons talk to those we cannot replace That the world was a hell and test of faith to crown those who would walk to the heavens gates So I'd sit and wait Face to face with those who would try to break my mental state Then take all the hurt and pain And paint barbells I'd use just to shoulder weight now my strength got people asking like who's stopping him We ain't never seen a nigga this popping without that garbage that be brainwashing them So every time I get a chance I'm bombing the verbal vomit is tik tik toking 'em into a coffin ya 15 seconds is up be Giannis The bucks you chase couldn't chip my commas I digest greats and I paid my homage Fuck cheese what I'm spitting is nachos Niggas didn't believe I was spitting this gospel Letras de cancionesNow they gotta receive take a swig of the hot sauce Bow and get on their knees 'cause these verses Picasso I won't fold yes I got my soul every bar I throw Is strike I bowl they won't pin me no I won't spare or go down the path they chose I'm 'a bring them home Struggling I'm tryna find my way Fighting I'm having battles with faith They criticize me and speak on my name But perfect's something I'll never be Struggling I'm tryna find my way Fighting I'm having battles with faith They criticize me and speak on my name But perfect's something I'll never be Now I'm a veteran They didn't know they was fucking 'round with a specimen Many men tried to get me but my adrenaline came in so heavy that I was able to take on 10 of them Every battle was won I made them irrelevant The screams loud the cries of men deafening I told 'em all I was sorry and that I'm heaven-sent but if I gotta kill 'em then fuck it I'll go to hell again Now I'm straight driving it I see demons pull-up outside to the left and the right tryna get up inside So I gas every beat and let 'em know what I'm vibing with Don't gimme that paper I'm not signing it I see the evil you niggas ain't disgusting it I'm sick with it not talking about sinuses If they wanna puppet I'm throwing a peace sign to it Ate the hate then put it the game in reverse Built a base, engaged and through the flames I emerged Grabbed the gates of hell to close then turned to devil's face and said we are adjourned Every cell and each and every single nerve in my body jumped as I began purge Then I hit and bend and sped around he curve to the sign that said return back up to earth Now they haunt me Can't get up off me Waking the people up like some c-c-c-coffee Devil knows what I'm doing so he trying to stop me Braking the chains of mental slaves On path less chose went against the grain Everybody fucking knows Dax the next to reign Anybody who oppose burns then heats the flame throws then seeks the sheep then begin to change Struggling I'm tryna find my way Fighting I'm having battles with faith They criticize me and speak on my name But perfect's something I'll never be Struggling I'm tryna find my way Fighting I'm having battles with faith They criticize me and speak on my name But perfect's something I'll never be From Letras Mania