Lyrics

CHO

It's all a test, I see through the mess
I know I'm blessed, can't second guess
My accomplishments, I never let it seem obvious
Performed for Vans, they wonder how I do my dance
It's never easy, been defeated, been cheated on, yuh
Turned me into something I should never be
A Monstar, Space Jam Rockstar
Daily trips to Von Maur, memories of Evil Con Carne
Perform wherever I want, used to run from cops, it make a nigga heart race
Think they want for my heart, got a couple keys and a silver charm, ay
Cut a lot people off, only did me harm, I keep my demons on guard
Don't ask how I made it this far, continue watch over my Mom
Self love where it starts, recognize who you are, ay
Always reach for the stars, I just landed on Mars, wait
I ain't in it for the cars, I just do it for the cause, ay
Became friends with my flaws, now I'm whipping with the sauce, ay
Rapper In Progress, came a long way from 70th and Prospect
Human In Progress, what's results if you ain't been through the process?
Dropped out of college, needed more knowledge, they wasn't feeding my conscience
Indigo Shamans, crystals and diamonds, lyrical, spiritual, almas

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I'm halfway there, it's almost time

I'm halfway there, living my best
Getting my message across the world
I gotta be voice of the boys and girls
It's almost time

Yeah

It's almost time, yuh
I need a free limo ride
Rode in my first limo at 5, that's when ball was life
Now I got business in mind, you ain't got no business in mine
I brought my vision to life and I put my city behind me
KC coinciding, we need the people uniting
I told the mayor that I'm likely to be the next one rising
I'm reaching new heights and horizons from a lil accidental by chance
Talking to fans in Thailand, I be that nigga with 5 hands
Who do you call when your back's against the wall?
Gotta crawl before you walk, get back up when you fall
I went from player to coach, that ain't really saying the most
I could've signed a deal or 4, PsyCHOlogy from head to toe
I made it outta the MO, spent all my life being broke
From car hopping to robbing homes
Chasing women, hindering my growth
I drowned my soul, can't sell my soul, I sow my seeds
Sow what I reap, I never eat I'm working on my CHOthony

Writer(s): Jalen Gause-fishback

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