Ascension Songtext
von Deante’ Hitchcock

Uh-uh uhh, Uh-uh ooh
Uh-uh uhh, Uh-uh ooh
Uh-uh uhh, Uh-uh uhh, Ya ya ya
Maybe my heroes had it wrong all along...
But I could do better babe...
Aye aye aye
Lord lord
Aye


Aw man, aw man, uh
Tell me where I should began, uh
Lately my memories escape me
But I catch you up with it as much as I can, uh
Pacing myself cuz I′m chasing the day
Got places to work on my hands
Showed her the me and the dream
It seems so lucid but I understand
This, all a part of the show
We die for the glory
Get buried and live through the court, thats all
Niggas send you a dream
Nothing feel better than being important, huh
They tell you are thangs
Tug at your heart strings
Didn't get you the arcade
Do you think you saw things
Then its back to the corner
Selling this, shes like Patrick you wanna
Turn around, but its tragic, you want her
Me and viet, i′m a rapper persona
Thinking back when I lived with my mama
Hold up wait I still live with my mama
Gotta thank her for keeping me humble
But these niggas they acting like I ain't the shit
And I can't be in that place much longer
Please forgive me for who I am becoming
I look back, let me go if you love me
I pray that I never step out of my woman
Because she saw me when I was there on the edge
Ready to jump, she brought me back
Had me in front, felt like I died
Came back straight to heaven
Hadn′t stepped in the booth for some months
Blessed to still be alive
I want all my chances to be suicide
I want all my doors to be suicide
I ain′t tryna retire at fifty-five
I got five on the bed, come get me high
And for all the times I feel like I die
I remember I couldn't pay him to listen in
But they ain′t gotta talk about him right now
Just when I had thought I had it all figured out
God, left that last album I was so confused
Left school with a bunch of debt
Dead broke, with a lot to prove
I don't plan on paying Salad Mayback
But I′d a pay a whole bunch of dudes
Got me feeling like I gotta win
Cuz I ain't really got nothing else to lose
Put my last five in my gas tank
Ex-bitch got a sad face
Still tryna make my mom proud
Being there when my dad ain′t
Just sitting on my shoulder holding me from blessin'
Stressin about my air can't
40 bitch make me feel good
My girl trippin, because the grass ain′t
Always greener on the other side
It was what I had to tell myself
At ten forty-two around now 85
Hit the U-turn, got a phone call from my girl she was saying hi
Maybe she overreacting, I went to crib to show whats happening
We fucked by the window, on the floor, no mattress
I got to relieve all the stress, uh
Just got so much shit on my chest, uh
I know right now that I′m broke, uh
But I'll still fuck you the best, uh
Swear I′m just tryna do it right
The devil won't hold my life
When I see the end of the tunnel
I′m stepping out into the light

Oh man, I told my mama...
Maybe my heroes had it wrong all along...
But I could do better babe
But I could do better babe
Praying that there is something better
Maybe my heroes had it wrong all along...
But I could do better babe
But I could do better babe
Praying that there is something wrong
Maybe my heroes had it wrong all along...
Hope I could do better babe
Hope I could do better babe
Maybe my heroes had it wrong all along...
Hope I could do better babe


Oh man
Oh man
Oh man, I told my mama
Tell me where I should began
Too many irrational religion play then I go with my intuition
Still got that vision
I had a dream like I was a king but I hadn't slept in a minute
Back-to-back-to-back to the corner, back-to-back-to the corner
These gangs spark the hoods that we live in
These niggas still act like I ain′t the shit and I can't be that patient much longer
Can't give my trust in no politician they never gave a fuck about my vision
Blessing to still be alive
Around eighty-five
Grass ain′t always greener on the other side
Oh man, oh man
This life tryna be bright
I′m' stepping out of the light
Praying that it′ll be better