It Takes Time//The City - Tom The Mail Man

Road Runner how we chasing the dream

Started from the bottom, niggas was honestly just tryna make it to see

A better life, better than 9−5, how do I make it make sense to a team?

Or make it make sense to my mom and my father, like «Boy better get a degree.»

I’m just tryna make them all see

That we ain’t gotta slave over stoves, no we ain’t gotta be in the kitchen

Like we ain’t gotta work 12 hours regretting decisions

We could be true to our wishes

We can be frolicking children and put all our trust in our feelings

Living in Hell wasn’t choice but making it heaven is vision

And realization is chilling

Been trying to read more often

I want to see me blossom

Gotta protect my mind

Gotta be so awesome

I gotta be this for my sisters and that for my brothers

I gotta be real for myself and real for the others

Do for a generation

Do for a better nation

Do for the future children

Do for the fucking planet

How the fuck I’ma manage?

How the fuck I’ma make it?

Need to have better patience

Need to have dedication

Need to make my decision

Tell me how you’ve been living

Aye you don’t really smile like you used to

And I been taking flicks in the mirror like back back who are you?

Figured I lost myself in the work like way back

What the fuck make you say that?

Privacy we get way less

And I’m still focused on pay back

Like Alot of shit you could of said I, but imma get it anyway I

Told my niggas be patient, did that yeah they stayed down

Now get the fuck up out the way, I know you wished you would’ve stayed cause we

living great

The Bad decisions we done made, been molding us into the greats we go till we

break I know

Niggas in the cut like nah nah they ain’t gone I doubt dat

They from the city like me

They got an end it like me

They got to pay homage niggas starving I promise I got em if these niggas go

I got a extended Glock with a beam on this bitch make you see one of these

niggas blow

Blow blow blow blow

Niggas gotta go to go go go

You from the city you can’t blow blow own blow

Cause I ain’t ever get to