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OnCue - All the way lyrics

rate me

My feet are killing me, the world’s at 'em

been dropping these gems, pearls atom

I don’t blame you

If you can’t see the pattern

small minds can’t understand what’s unimagined

people bow down, rather see a casket

But never that, we on the Eve of Adam

I’m a little lost, but aren't we all

backwards ain't an option when your back's against the wall

Haters if I get there I probably won’t call

I don’t have your number, you probably piss me off

Let’s numb the pain, mix liquor or mix pills

I can’t sit still, knowing I ain’t shit still

Things about to change, I don’t know if you heard

obsessed with the money we don’t have it's absurd

Legend in the making, know you concur

Gotta write this down now, what’s next is a blur

If you don’t agree

You don’t gotta read

A new chapter in my life, where dreams meet at the seam

A sheer reality, hard work equals a salary

girls calling us up for people we about to be

Tell them that we’re out of reach

Sick of pretending, should be any second

Wish I had directions

Where the fuck am I? now I’m second guessing

I swore I wouldn't stress it

There ain’t too many ways to go about it

Walking down new year ave., and these streets ain’t crowded

The shoes on my feet are the only thing that I’m proud of

Millions of miles, that they got me out of

And all this liquor barely takes the pain away

Ain’t no use still waiting cause the train is late

I’m walking all the way home, walking all the way home

Walking all the way

Used to steal my brothers cassettes

Now we on set, take away from jets

tell them that we next

What did you expect

For real this time, the mothers is all vexed

Recently everybody seem to want a piece of me

I just want to make some shit that really speaking me

My girl keeps saying, "when you blow I know you leaving me"

I just need her to see I dream about it frequently

Keep telling my land lord I need a week

City lights are feeling more like laser beams

All my exes felt comfortable playing me

Now women backstage on every jawn A to Z (?)

My girl calling my phone,

And she blaming me for shit I didn’t do

Patrons a ritual, calms my nerves

Give me that different view

Look in the mirror, but my eyes say "is it you?"

Can’t see ahead, keep the lights I know

Can’t walk around, these city streets with a blindfold

Stuck in the rough, mistaken for a rhinestone

Should I be ashamed or proud the way I grown?

No gimmick, can’t bullshit pain

Ain’t no way I’m finished, too much to gain

'Bouta pull the trigger, don’t know where to aim

Did we reach the city limits?

Cause these streets look the same

There ain’t too many ways to go about it

Walking down new year ave., and these streets ain’t crowded

The shoes on my feet are the only thing that I’m proud of

Millions of miles, that they got me out of

And all this liquor barely takes the pain away

Ain’t no use still waiting cause the train is late

I’m walking all the way home, walking all the way home

Walking all the way

Thanks to Dan for correcting these lyrics

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