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ozay moore - l.t.d lyrics

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in life, reality seldom what it seems one might say you living the dream
if i’m living the dream somebody wake me up before they role the credits cuz i’m trying to see my name in the screen
i was only living, trying to go the distance the sum of my life is everything in between
the day i was born and the day i return
so god bless the names of everything that i leave

verse 1
the main things trying to maintain, working 9-5 think bout that main stage//
warehouse reciting lines cuz the brain stays focused on those points in time where music was the main pay//
now you dealing with disappointment, cuts so deep they ain’t healing up with no ointment //
co-workers discover you rhyme and act surprised when they find you were signed and say ok where can i cop your joints at?//
now you the coolest in the breakroom and folks wanna hear your story now like its some great tune//
and every time you tell it, it hurts cuz the homies are out on tour while you clocking in at work//
remembering them days like they wasn’t just a phase, forgetting you’ve achieved everything you chased//
the fact of the matter is that everything will change and when it does you better take life by the reigns//
and ride it like when you get where you going ain’t no use in looking forward cuz yesterday don’t exist and no guaranteeing tomorrow//
we living on time borrowed when it’s time to give it back you better hand it in with interest like a payment on the car note//
the struggle is real, sometimes you gotta take a step aside so perspective is clear//
we wrestle with fear of losing ourselves
but if in listings where you grow the. you’re improving yourself

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verse 2 (sareem poems)
i thought about quitting, more than a couple times now. focus on the 9 to 5 and put the mic down./
pipe down my creative side, save the logic. we can buy the books any college says holds the knowledge/
will i read em? most definitely not. i ain’t trying to take away from the time that i don’t got/
i’m a husband and a pops, with a yard at my spot so i, shovel and mow the yard when it’s cold or hot/
the job i got, treats us good my fam has benefits we’re covered for vision, toothaches, and sickness/
what a gift, i praise god for this, daily grind that funds birthdays and christmas/
i ain’t rich, but these dollars made make sense saved, to buy souvenirs when we use vacation days/
thankful for the little things give thanks for the big, and learn to appreciate this life for what it is

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