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So much weight in the hands of fate,
In the hands of time, as it passes by
And I have less to say, and Iâm past my prime
And you listen when I spit, but you canât relate
âcause Iâm 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 Iâm older with issues the money canât 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
When your money ainât right it seems like everythingâs wrong
âcause everything is
When your love ainât life it feels like everythingâs gone
âcause everything is
And you search for it, and you hurt for it
And you promise each other youâll work on it
And you might have to let it go free âcause it never was yours
But thatâs everything.
Soâ¦when Iâm old and gray
And the flesh on the bone wouldnât hold
And corrodes awayâ¦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 âcause the raps donât fit,
And the flows donât work, and the words come less,
And verse wonât stretch like it used to
And I spit much more than Iâm moved to
Itâs 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 buggedâ¦kinda nuts.
When your money ainât right it seems like everythingâs wrong
âcause everything is
When your love ainât life it feels like everythingâs gone
âcause everything is
And you search for it, and you hurt for it
And you promise each other youâll work on it
And you might have to let it go free âcause it never was yours
But thatâs everything.