*SEE YOU LATER Songtext
von JIMMY
*SEE YOU LATER Songtext
I′ve journeyed through the struggle, through all of the strife
Forget album of the year, I want album of life
I was workin' for Tesla, wanted one of my own
Every night talkin′ to Jake, he wasn't a clone
One of the few white boys who can understand
Who I was and what I want before shakin' hands
Told em my plans, he believed in me
Became friends with me
Every now and then we catch up
He still workin′ over at Tesla
So shoutout to him, he′s a real one
If you're listenin′ I miss you gotta see you soon
I was workin' for my cousin up in Inglewood
Met another dude named Leon and he treat me good
Didn′t know the nigga, let me stay at his crib
I could've been a murderer, but he gave me a chance
Now that′s love I can never pay back
Even with a million dollars ehhh maybe that'll do it haha
I can't wait to give it to em though
(Pause) I miss you too though
I′ma make these niggas get they style up
And if they hate then let em hate and watch the money pile up
I ain′t come in here tryna be another clone
I came in here to raise the bar like holdin' up a phone
Yeah that shit was kinda corny huh?
Shit was not that crazy, but it′s the truth though
Sometimes the truth is corny
I'm grateful I′m grateful
I'm grateful I′m grateful
I'm grateful I'm grateful
I′m grateful I′m grateful
I'm grateful to be alive
Despite not wantin′ to be around
I want it bad, nigga it's up now
I′m so lit, I don't even have to rhyme now
I′m the underdog talkin' like he holdin' cards
I′m the underdog talkin′ shit to all the blogs
I'm a ghetto boy, redefinin′ how that sound
Build my own shit
I love my girlfriend and you should too
Makin' her a mom and wife in the blueprint too
Very grateful for her family, held me down when I fell
And I′m grateful for creatin', I could be in a cell
And it′s fuck you to who hatin', see you niggas in hell
And if it ain't nobody hatin′, hope you doin′ real swell
Everyday I'm patient waitin′ til the day I don't inhale
Killin′ time til it kills me I'm prayin′ I prevail
Can you hear me now god, I want all of it
Want my dad to get a house and my momma headstone
Want to keep my nephews out of broken homes
Want to make sure my sister get's see her parents
Want to help my big brothers get a chance to focus
Want to get Tiffany everything she wants
Want to give back to everyone who helped me get here
So to everybody that's listening
Thank you for visiting
Forget album of the year, I want album of life
I was workin' for Tesla, wanted one of my own
Every night talkin′ to Jake, he wasn't a clone
One of the few white boys who can understand
Who I was and what I want before shakin' hands
Told em my plans, he believed in me
Became friends with me
Every now and then we catch up
He still workin′ over at Tesla
So shoutout to him, he′s a real one
If you're listenin′ I miss you gotta see you soon
I was workin' for my cousin up in Inglewood
Met another dude named Leon and he treat me good
Didn′t know the nigga, let me stay at his crib
I could've been a murderer, but he gave me a chance
Now that′s love I can never pay back
Even with a million dollars ehhh maybe that'll do it haha
I can't wait to give it to em though
(Pause) I miss you too though
I′ma make these niggas get they style up
And if they hate then let em hate and watch the money pile up
I ain′t come in here tryna be another clone
I came in here to raise the bar like holdin' up a phone
Yeah that shit was kinda corny huh?
Shit was not that crazy, but it′s the truth though
Sometimes the truth is corny
I'm grateful I′m grateful
I'm grateful I′m grateful
I'm grateful I'm grateful
I′m grateful I′m grateful
I'm grateful to be alive
Despite not wantin′ to be around
I want it bad, nigga it's up now
I′m so lit, I don't even have to rhyme now
I′m the underdog talkin' like he holdin' cards
I′m the underdog talkin′ shit to all the blogs
I'm a ghetto boy, redefinin′ how that sound
Build my own shit
I love my girlfriend and you should too
Makin' her a mom and wife in the blueprint too
Very grateful for her family, held me down when I fell
And I′m grateful for creatin', I could be in a cell
And it′s fuck you to who hatin', see you niggas in hell
And if it ain't nobody hatin′, hope you doin′ real swell
Everyday I'm patient waitin′ til the day I don't inhale
Killin′ time til it kills me I'm prayin′ I prevail
Can you hear me now god, I want all of it
Want my dad to get a house and my momma headstone
Want to keep my nephews out of broken homes
Want to make sure my sister get's see her parents
Want to help my big brothers get a chance to focus
Want to get Tiffany everything she wants
Want to give back to everyone who helped me get here
So to everybody that's listening
Thank you for visiting
Writer(s): Jimmy Poindexter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com