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[Verse 1: Quentin Miller]
Wanna go harder, it's harder when your heart's not in it
I don't want another love that is not authentic
I don't have a lot of trust now, it's all so different
I don't wanna die alone, I deserve much better
Tryna find a way to heal, make the hurt weigh lesser
When I'm speakin' on anything with rap
Tell the Uber "Cut the speakers on, turn it to the max"
'Cause it's facts where I'm speakin' from
There's been an agenda on the black families and homes
Ain't no unity with us at all, but we need it most
Never had much, you'd be surprised what you get with hope
Used to do that "wishin' on a star" shit, but not no mo'
Gotta take my life into my own hands, take control
Manifestin' dreams, makin' goals then make it soul
That division late as hell, better late than never, though
Moments I was down on myself in depression mode
All the rappers livin' perfect lives who I listen to
Hundred count jewelry, different cars that they get into
I'm tryna survive, keep my job, dodge evictionals
Where niggas supposed to go to get their hope but they ain't givin' hope
Speakin' from the soul, they don't make 'em like this no mo'
Rap game utilizing flows I invented though
Imagine where we'd be if I didn't though
Are you kiddin', bro?
[Verse 1: Quentin Miller]
Wanna go harder, it's harder when your heart's not in it
I don't want another love that is not authentic
I don't have a lot of trust now, it's all so different
I don't wanna die alone, I deserve much better
Tryna find a way to heal, make the hurt weigh lesser
When I'm speakin' on anything with rap
Tell the Uber "Cut the speakers on, turn it to the max"
'Cause it's facts where I'm speakin' from
There's been an agenda on the black families and homes
Ain't no unity with us at all, but we need it most
Never had much, you'd be surprised what you get with hope
Used to do that "wishin' on a star" shit, but not no mo'
Gotta take my life into my own hands, take control
Manifestin' dreams, makin' goals then make it soul
That division late as hell, better late than never, though
Moments I was down on myself in depression mode
All the rappers livin' perfect lives who I listen to
Hundred count jewelry, different cars that they get into
I'm tryna survive, keep my job, dodge evictionals
Where niggas supposed to go to get their hope but they ain't givin' hope
Speakin' from the soul, they don't make 'em like this no mo'
Rap game utilizing flows I invented though
Imagine where we'd be if I didn't though
Are you kiddin', bro?
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