Verse 1:
So much weight in the hands of fate
In the hands of time, as it passes by And I have less to say, and I’m past my prime
And you listen when I spit, but you can’t relate
‘cause I’m a relic. Better I should leave you with this
And you see me as I am, than a reason to quit
This is me. The kid with the sick granny
Who dreamed I could sit pretty, and I could lift grammys
And I was better off rich
And now I’m older with issues the money can’t fix
How naïve that I could be I exist in the guise of a life complete
I compete to win though I lose myself
In a penthouse room, with a view from hell
Wow, take a look…
Say the hook
Hook:
When your money ain’t right it seems like everything’s wrong
‘cause everything is When your love ain’t life it feels like everything’s gone
‘cause everything is And you search for it, and you hurt for it And you promise each other you’ll work on it And you might have to let it go free ‘cause it never was yours
But that’s everything
Verse 2:
So… when I’m old and gray
And the flesh on the bone wouldn’t hold
And corrodes away… from the root
This is but a truth, this is nothing new
This is me running from the moon I spend
Every night wide awake
Fighting sleep like it was the cousin of death
Nothing left in the pen
Stressed ‘cause the raps don’t fit
And the flows don’t work, and the words come less
And verse won’t stretch like it used to And I spit much more than I’m moved to It’s like, being cuffed to a foul friend
Now and then you remember how it was
But how it is now is a far cry from it Better off dumping it but you hang with it out of love
Kinda bugged… kinda nuts
Hook:
When your money ain’t right it seems like everything’s wrong
‘cause everything is When your love ain’t life it feels like everything’s gone
‘cause everything is And you search for it, and you hurt for it And you promise each other you’ll work on it And you might have to let it go free ‘cause it never was yours
But that’s everything