Michael

Bible next to the nightstand

prayers for the wickedman

And I can’t trade kindness for weakness,

Let alone get in my feelings

Who said love was meant to be easy

sunset eyes are so appealing

I’m always late but I pay so we even

Dior cologne and braids type shit I’ve been on,

Staple pieces with peace

if I could bet on me I’d risk all

demons only attack the strong so I live on

if 17 year old me could check my account he’d shit bricks

like why the 20 got 3 zeros?

Money will come but realness won’t,

90 on the dash I ain’t scared to self destruct

Under the sun,

A's Interlewd, my prospective : mix and mastering.

My music:

grit and tenacity sparks from tragedy,

or a leap of faith

I put my life in gods hands

they said theyd be there were they at now?

all want the fast, high life

buy a bmw or go to a club just to pay for it twice 

I aint no angel 

fuck an office job my hands got blisters now

Homer chain getting dirty working in this factory

No student loans the irs can’t get after me

I could get that white picket fence but id rather get a pent

in the middle of downtown sum like heaven

luxury is the state of mind I can never stay content

love is the ability to know your worth something to yourself

and I mean you can speak over me but I wont allow that

I can never spoil a bitch I ain’t your granddaddy

goals come first but I make time

I wondering who you are sometimes