Notepad

[Hook] As the days go past I swear it feels so fast But it ain't that bad I just leave it all in my notepad X2 [Verse 1: Raz Law] 218 yeah we in Life so real let's toast for minute Lift one for people that paved the way And lift one for the niggas that passed away Ayy I know it's crazy baby I know this world is changing Lifestyles of the broke and hungry Gotta chase dreams, can't be scared of running Grain Time to go against it Never Co-dependent but we both consistent Putting in work 'til the brand is hot Now they wanna know when we plan to stop Its like trynna put a semi in a parking spot It's like... like... Like It ain't gone happen Back to back tracks yeah we back to action Blast on wack cats in tremendous fashion Damn, it was meant to be This a conscious stream, of internal screams Take tension, mixed with passion Mixed emotion, still sorting plans to gain traction Always drive real deep inside Digging for the truth that's the biggest prize The truth is ain't nobody gone stop this ride ride.. right You can see it my eyes She like "Uh huh Honey" whatchu bound to do I ain't trynna lose once I bust a move And its hard to focus if I'm stuck on you And the more we wait then the more we lose And dreams of one day, fans surrounding In the Grammy crowd, with the fancy outfits We are just kids in the eyes of most That's dope And it helps that we still got hope Yeah we still got hope... (x7) [Hook] [Verse 2: CB] Black ambassador, elevated character They said he didn't fit in so he turned into a caricature Big nose didn't escalated the crime rate Big lips didn't make him to a primate So whats the mind state, of trynna keep your mind straight When niggas in your top 8 be motivating by blind hate Damn, It's the beginning of the end When you notice that your pockets growing faster than your friends Thinking wow, it's too late to turn back now Got my tunnel vision and wiping the sweat from my brow I ain't bowing down unless you want to step in my shoes I guess it's time to give 'em the news What to do Got my zone on kratos Gods gone cradle More to the cover on the front like Legos Looking to my soul for the say so They still wanna find a way to hate though Tell 'em this is passion, tell 'em this is art I don't even like rapping, this just happens to be better for me to start Start snapping and they all won't listen Say it through a microphone how is that different See it for yourself and tell me how this ain't vision Took a couple years to show 'em all I ain't kidding Run away from me but tell me who you really ditching You and your constituents share the same mission Listen man I been cutting fat Been preaching that Impeaching cats who stand tall when ain't no one to match Slap palms with catharsis, Oh God an artist Oh my he's furious, Oh my hes serious Oh my he's starving look how he's carving Look how he's grinding, look how he's shinning Look at the stars is this where his heart is Open up the notepad see where he started Gotta write it down... (x6) [Hook 2] As the days go past I swear it feels like it goes so fast But it ain't that bad I just leave it all in my notepad (x2)