Nervous Cordae

[Intro]
So tired, my eyes
Slow ride
Ok

[Verse 1]
I can feel you're nervous
But can't consider purpose
I practice verses 'till they're perfect
They say I'm wasted time, it's worthless
Sometimes, I even think the same
Smoke good, it'll always ease the pain
Sunshine gon' always beat the rain
Carpe diem, nigga, always seize the day
I got a couple prayers for the churches
Always double layers in my verses
Damn, they putting mayors in the hurses
Where there's more to life, there's a purpose
See, I try to teach to you
Tell you little niggas what you need to do
No ceilings, you can't see the roof
Know we all tryna cop a Bean or Coupe
Have I failed as a mentor?
Little niggas in the prison, never listen cuz they been poor
Reach to them but they still gonna send more
But they'll be ok like ten, four
Just keep your head up, if you fed up
Find a different way to get the cheddar
Just copped the Benz, fuck a Jetta
Now all my friends doing better
But we still gotta grind though
Waking up early morning, no alarms though
Got your bitch so wet, need a poncho
Only love me cuz a nigga on a honcho
But I fucking got to get it
But the feds got a problem with it
Switch flows, that was my decision
End the hating, we stop division
But ain't no way they gon' stop divisions