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m.r.g (wingteam) - way i feel (say you will) lyrics

[verse: m.r.g]

these injuries k!lled the old me…
rest in peace, dam that n-gga going ghost
but this my rebirth so now lets hold a toast
for my family and they son with the coldest flows
we going to the top, while ya’ll goin broke
future of the new school, please warn the alumni
ma don’t worry bout the darkness you gone see your son rise
working like a slave but a masterpiece i paint one
just a queens boy it’s clear to see i ain’t from
the windy city but i always been a shy n-gga
in the booth is like the only place i open up
i always knew my music good i could rhyme n-gga
even haters at the barbershop yeah they know it’s tough
that hustler spirit, got it from pops at birth
heart surgery and still he won’t leave this earth
so every sunday you could catch on my knees in church
cause originally the doctors said we gone need a he-rs-
cheating death, how the h-ll you do it pops?
i swear sh-t gone be different when this music drops
girl i’ma buy you all the newest rocks
now i’m taking charge cause what these other n-ggas do is flop
……i just wish soon
cause i’m tired of earning minimum wage up inside my school dish room….
which i’ll have to do till this june
just to pay tuition dam i hope that you listen
see i’m rapping bout my struggle but doubt half of ya care
still on campus smashing b-tches like a basketball player
shout my n-gga daniel, we just need to wait and see
if our grind will pay off to make the league…
and my girl right now i don’t need another
shout to birth control cause i don’t need a rubber
it’s been a couple months i finally told her that i loved her
it’s just hard cause that’s the sh-t you only tell your mother got dam

i’m just spitting from my soul
d said be patient, you gone have yo time n-gga
keep grinding and trust me you gone blow
then everyone who deaded you is gunna wanna ride with you
so i’ma p-ss my tape till they p-ss the torch
make them vibe with me till i’m in the source
young n-gga push my luck till i could push a porsche
and of course

i don’t predict the future, in fact i just create it
so if this is the past i already know made it
cause the future lies before me like paths of white snow
so i’m careful how i tread it cause every step might show
i hope for the best, but prepare for the worst
no pain, no game sometimes success hurts
pushing yourself into the unknown limits
just for all the riches, and all of life’s gimmicks
but sometimes i think like is it all really worth it?
will everything i’m doing end up to be perfect?
i keep my friends close but my enemies closer
and sometimes my rhymes give my life to much exposure
like falling asleep at 4 i swear it ain’t healthy
gone insane with this game somebody please help me
and now i feel i couldn’t afford to be wealthy
cause the mo money mo problems that what everyone tells me
i’m just trying to get everything planned
like dam i wish i had my life on demand
so i could stop and rewind, or pause when i need time
or just fast forward right to when i’ma see mine
chilling on 125th street and harlem
thinking of all the ways that i could reach stardom
thinking of the ways i could push an aston martin
and though i may be finished boy i’m just getting started

- m r g wingteam lyrics

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