Coming from a small town (8 6 3) Running from a dark cloud (chasing me) Haven't had a hand out (this is all me) Given the hard route (had to achieve) Small town big crowd farmlands all around Early morning cold air get the wet back fired up Hear th sound of the gun claps in the background Suns out joints burn'n feeln blessed feel the love Afta all th trauma I kept fightn neva backed down Still choosn to hold fear tryna give my desires up No common man I graduated from hell Now im back on earth in transition one way ticket Directly up to heavens realm Coming from a small town (8 6 3) Running from a dark cloud (chasing me) Haven't had a hand out (this is all me) Given the hard route (had to achieve) Coming from a small town (8 6 3) Running from a dark cloud (chasing me) Haven't had a hand out (this is all me) Given the hard route (had to achieve) This reality never been easy to navigate They telling me I gotta do more to change But they cant see changes I've already made I been in more pain than most will Ever feel Still I keep it to my self fuck your validation Its like im living with a plastic bag on my head Devil been on my track for the past thirty years But afta moving to tha city he put his foot on tha gas he been pacing ever since no relent Cant get no rest Coming from a small town (8 6 3) Running from a dark cloud (chasing me) Haven't had a hand out (this is all me) Given the hard route (had to achieve)
