i'm serious (long way to go)

Singer: joe budden

ya mean?

uh

talk to 'em

featuring mr. probz

shout out to soulsearchin' on the beat

feet are tired and the pain shows

it's such a long way to go now

such a long way to go

gotta be strong by myself now

such a long road

my soul's so cold

weak in all my bones

but i gotta work hard just to reach my goals

such a long way to go

so many miles left but i'm here now

yeah

yo

yo

please lord somethin gotta give

they say for every negative

there's a positive

but i ain't positive

for every buck deposited

we still in the hood

livin like hostages and never mind colleges

school of hard knocks scholarship

dealin with politics

i would just sell success in the store

if i could bottle it

but

i ain't a millionaire

won't see me in forbes son

life is like a

when you can afford one

ruger loaded

just in case the war come

might as well

everything is comin to the forefront

need a clear head just to think

and fuck a nigga

i'm two steps from a drink

the pressure either bust pipes or it make diamonds

no matter how high up the mountain

i stay climbin

freedom i keep chancin

so if i fall like beyonce

i just get back up and keep dancin

never been a goal that i couldn't reach

never been a lesson i couldn't teach

i done been through the world and back

fuck school

i got all the facts

all i do is stand tall

when they got my back against the wall

when it's game time

all we do is ball

my niggaz'll be here in one call

one call

when shit get heavy

all i do is pick up the phone

ain't gotta go through nothin alone

when shit get heavy

all i do is pick up the phone

ain't gotta walk through this world alone

if i'm on my own

keep on standin on my own two feet

everytime that i cry

when i sweat

when i bleeeeed

see nothin can stop me

no nothin except meeeee

uh

let me talk to 'em real quick

la-look

look

i'm chasin after pies with bags under my eyes

you lookin at my representative mask

it's a disguise

and i don't do things like i used to

the past is the past

i'm presently thinkin about the future

certain niggaz bettin i fall

i'm speed joggin through the quicksand

i'm jugglin three medicine balls

see i'm comin up

used20to share a room with two cellmates

now i tower over the devil but this ain't hell date"

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