Letra de «Long Time Coming Feat. Swoope [Prod. by 9th Wonder]»
I've been treating this part of life like a dance floor
Side stepping all the things I've made plans for
And I ain't acting when I'm taking on the man's roles
Chance to enhance the fam can be a handfull
I rather have my hands full than be empty-handed
Travel all around the planets till I have it planted
Grow roots like great grand pap, married 65 years, 20 kids, same family
Strong as an ox and I'm from the same stock
So I'll won't be hanging out 'till I see the sun o'clocks
It's been a long time coming but I'm coming at a decent hour
Everything I've have is ours start the wedding shower
Teeball games in the summer ballet in the winter
And I ain't scrolling through my twitter while we having dinner
Time to grow up, done drinkin' 'til I throw up
Neglected little man for my plans, try'n to blow up
Some people are so focused on the road to success
They don't see their whole family laying dead on the tracks.
I rather seize to have my lyrics spread over tracks
And put some family photos on the walls instead of plaques.
It's been a long time coming, but we're here now
Look I remember watching videos by Hype Will Thinking I could do that if I had a nice deal But the precedent is MC's dead believe They take the same exit that Mason Betha did Cause when you're talking steal then ya sound hard But they let you out ya deal when you found God Back to watching Hype Will, think about how I feel Wishes spitting Christian wasn't God's will It's been a long time running, long time wondering Long time humming ... songs that I hated From a rapper that I felt was overrated 'Cause I knew that he was faking but he everybody's favorite Coming with that same "ha" had an 808 hit Bricks that weight lift, chicks that is naked I'm in my house studyin' the scripts that is sacred If this a success recipe I ain't gonna make it So many reasons not to. I only graduated high school I'm from a small little city that they fly through, but never fly to Just a plain town tryin' to be fly too A town rapper, we backed down never So I'm fi'n to take my hood up like Trayvon Fi'n to hold my hood down like your favorite mob Ventilate some hood, now I'm with the favorite march. Walk up with the king boy I'm about to Pharoah march. Red Sea is my favorite part. The Lord opened up a new avenue In the street, got the dove award and we passin through. Church clothes on the mic spitting what your pastor do Looking at the world through our Master's view. Offer you the optic codes, keep this glasses, too. On fire for the king, but we're cold rappers, dude.
It's been a long time coming
It's been a long time coming, but we're here now
Look I remember watching videos by Hype Will Thinking I could do that if I had a nice deal But the precedent is MC's dead believe They take the same exit that Mason Betha did Cause when you're talking steal then ya sound hard But they let you out ya deal when you found God Back to watching Hype Will, think about how I feel Wishes spitting Christian wasn't God's will It's been a long time running, long time wondering Long time humming ... songs that I hated From a rapper that I felt was overrated 'Cause I knew that he was faking but he everybody's favorite Coming with that same "ha" had an 808 hit Bricks that weight lift, chicks that is naked I'm in my house studyin' the scripts that is sacred If this a success recipe I ain't gonna make it So many reasons not to. I only graduated high school I'm from a small little city that they fly through, but never fly to Just a plain town tryin' to be fly too A town rapper, we backed down never So I'm fi'n to take my hood up like Trayvon Fi'n to hold my hood down like your favorite mob Ventilate some hood, now I'm with the favorite march. Walk up with the king boy I'm about to Pharoah march. Red Sea is my favorite part. The Lord opened up a new avenue In the street, got the dove award and we passin through. Church clothes on the mic spitting what your pastor do Looking at the world through our Master's view. Offer you the optic codes, keep this glasses, too. On fire for the king, but we're cold rappers, dude.
It's been a long time coming
