Emotions

Emotions got the best of me
This timing been long
Bout time I take
Whatever's left of me
Start moving head on
Issued my letter to the streets
Brooklyn's home grown
All alone
Thankful for the ones
Speaking my language
Rosetta Stone
You got the best of me
Timing been long
Bout time I take
Whatever's left of me
Moving head on
Issued my letter to the streets
Brooklyn's home grown
All alone
Thankful for the ones
Speaking my language
Rosetta Stone
Good die young
The saddest thing we could follow
Grandma tomb bells rung
Talk about a hard pill to swallow
Had to build a bridge
I'm still not over it
Everyday it's something new
Got no control of it
And it's crazy how this could break me
I thought I could get passed this
Guts all over fear
See my heart was on elastic
Tragic
Everything you did turned into magic
Should've known
Had to be a method to your madness
It's a cold world we live in
Cut from a cloth
And the bleeding is different
Hungry for money
My palm always itching
We praying in Church
And we continue sinning
Don't look like what I been through
Hid away the tissues
Faced the fact, one night I snapped
And it's only cause I miss you
I'm playing instruments
Like it's my feelings
Mortal Combat with my demons
Stomach on E
Wondering when the next meal is
(Aye)
No limit and no ceiling
Raise a glass up in the sky
This toast for you
Ain't no need to deny that
My emotions got the best of me
This timing been long
Bout time I take whatever's left of me
Start moving head on
Issued my letter to the streets
Brooklyn's home grown
All alone
Thankful for the ones
Speaking my language
Rosetta Stone
You got the best of me
Timing been long
Bout time I take whatever's left of me
Start moving head on
Issued my letter to the streets
Brooklyn's home grown
All alone
Thankful for the ones
Speaking my language
Rosetta Stone
No one wins when the family feud
One lost tool
Now the whole family screwed
One soul gone
Yet you stuck to me like glue
Family over everything
I got it tattooed
Now tell me
You the realest on yo team
And you ain't let 'em see it
Loud enough in every sense
They still can't hear or feel it
Spoken from the heart
Playing my part
Come from a place
With lotta baggage
I just add it to cart
And if I'm hurt
Well who to blame for it
Taking cold showers
While the rain pouring
Sleeping past 12am
Still snoring
Endless cycle start to get boring
Such a tough battle
For a small soldier
If I flip the coin
The head is on my shoulder
Lil boy, now I'm prolly older
Flu season, flow getting colder
I know there's some thangs
You ain't used to
Fixing up my ways
It's a shame, what I been through
Out here tryna get it
I been running just to find a clue
If you was in my shoes
What would you do
My emotions got the best of me
This timing been long
Bout time I take
Whatever's left of me
Start moving head on
Issued my letter to the streets
Brooklyn's home grown
All alone
Thankful for the ones
Speaking my language
Rosetta Stone
You got the best of me