kayes mensah - stairway to greatness lyrics
stairway to greatness
-verse-
(greatness)
i’m on the stairway
hoping that i blow, tryna soar pon the airways
focused on my goal, and the phone’s on it’s airplane mode
approaching to the top, gotta roll up the staircase though (ay listen)
some ascend by the elevator, some develop sk!ll till it’s second nature
however way you make it, fairplay
we all gotta plate, no guarantee we’re gonna eat though (haha)
yeah it’s peak bro
either way i stay fly, should reside at heathrow
no-one’s got time for a depot
now i speak on these beats, everything free flows
when it comes to females, shoot my shot like a free-throw…
then finesse on my first touch, ya dunknow the ronaldinho
now i need me a filipino, that’s gonna give deepthroat on a d-low;
(tryna leave a legacy)
little a more than a memorabilia, intangible and but it embodies deeper
to contemplate…like you toked on a reefer
all before i’m buried in cemetery
subten vibe, these words got you gobsmacked
with the jawbreaker, like ed edd n eddy
my n-gga step steady …,
you ain’t ready
not just you, that’s to all my contemporaries
i ain’t legendary…….
(well)
well i could be ?
and if i am, then it probably won’t be to many
hold tight them, it’s necessary
to all my adversaries
the bad mind never prosper
so get lost darg
don’t go wherever change occurs
them twitter fingers engage in an exchange of words
middle finger to the game, straight up case adjourned;
(stepped back from the game, now i talk like i’m reborn)
before i was depressed in my bed, laying down in a fetal
stressed in my head (beya stress)
… then engaged in some deep thought
for a long time, didn’t wanna be around many people
won’t pretend, that i didn’t neglect my friends
listen as the lyrics translate through the keyboard
been wearing blinkers, and now i wanna see more…;
i wanna make headway … pon this stairway
done said it motherf-cker, i meant it
greatness, very few ever make it, don it’s blatant
now the stairway’s decrepit…
we can’t all be the president, bro it ain’t fairplay
but you just gotta fend you way, burn bridges like calories, tryna drop all this deadweight
situation make a man, you’re in checkmate
(life is a chess game…)
1 king, 1 queen
2 bishops, 2 knights
and the p-wns are like us, we built the rooks
yet we’re the first to get crossed off the books…
true’say that we hang by a thread, ’cause they’re hiding the hooks
pretend as if they care, then why are we over-looked
leave us for the dead, to protect their own goods
so our work ethics strong, all effort never lack in the hood…
(will i buss, if i can then i would)
but it’s not up to me, most of us work for morsels and scr-ps
some are 9-5’ers, while the others will trap
and the rest of us dream-chase
ambitions and dreams, but we go around in circles like a relay
till i clocked that it ain’t path, it’s a staircase
then thought “oh, sh-t….it’s a stairway”
(motherf-ckers)
(it’s a stairway …
and my phone’s it’s airplane mode
approaching to the top, ya dunknow !)
(kayes mensah … someone else entirely)
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