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collectivepov - my life, my creation lyrics

[verse 1]
what’s the point to be inspired if it won’t manifest action?
do i fear my vision so much i’d rather give in to distractions?
i wanna make a team, build it up, and get some traction
but instead i’m f-cking slacking instead of practicing my rapping
i’m second guessing this, like maybe i fear success
trying to keep my work clean but it’s looking like a bearded mess
we’re leaderless, but who’s to gague where the meter rests
trimming out the fat, i’m feeling bareboned and sheared to shreds
you’re capable to act, i know that for a fact
so get out of your own way and align yourself on a track
i was addicted to procrastinating, i don’t wanna relapse
kept telling myself that “yeah, one day, i’ll be back”
day dreaming instead of making the daring leap
writing lyrics so they read like a speech of gary vee’s
it’s time to be a man, regardless if i’m prepared to be
growing with my vision until the day they bury me

[chorus]
don’t wanna stop, no i
won’t stop, no i
keep walking up the path to the top, so i
can plant my flag in this spot, oh i
will keep going long after i caught your eye
don’t wanna stop, no i
won’t stop, no i
keep walking up the path to the top, so i
can plant my flag in this spot, oh i
will keep going long after i caught your eye

[verse 2]
i’m feeling nervous for an internal calibration
my confidence was based off of external validation
remaining patient while the f-ckin’ battle’s raging
but in the interim, all i know is agitation
it’s always back and forth, balance beams and acrobats
digging with my bare hands, escaping from this avalanche
this internal struggle is my thriving habitat
i’ll save the charming smile for when i’m dealing with the aftermath
trying to get work done, and hone in on my specialties
excuse me for not caring ’bout formalities and pleasantries
i wasted too much time slacking off with rested weeks
and if you doubt me, it’s high time you best believe
f-ck a forged path, my life is my creation
i should be out hunting while the rest of you are hibernating
what’s the point of clinging to my dying patience
if i never act to make my life my creation?

- collectivepov lyrics

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