Cutting Corners

Yeah
Look
I'm just hoping that you miss me
Cause I'm really trying bra
Always feel like something's missing
When I think about us, think about us

Yeah
I've been living life on faith you know
And if you don't know Eagle I hope this song will set you straight you know
Yeah
Cause I remember when they died on me
Same niggas call me back and told me that they proud of me
Yeah
I mean we all got baggage
It's a long drive to heaven and I'm just tryna put some gas in
It breaks my heart when I call my mom to come and see me
Cause, she thinks I got money now since she see me on the tv, but
She never seems to believe me when I tell her it's not that easy, but
I guess we'll figure that out, yeah
Too many people leave the world without changing it
And when I realised I wasn't perfect
Was the same time I started embracing it
Yeah
I love your flaws stop erasing it
And you got problems homie
So start facing it
Yeah
And stop jogging and start racing it
Cause life is long nja yam
So stop pacing it
When you pack your gun
Don't forget to pack your bible too
Cause I remember times when I was suicidal too
It's okay to lose your temper my nigga
It's okay to roll some weed and get on your level my nigga
It's okay (x2)
It'll be okay, it's okay
You get on your knees and you pray
And you thank God for this day
Both parents don't think I'm grateful enough
And I hope I don't lose her
Tryna be faithful enough
Yeah
My sister's always worried about what Shane's gonna say
I seen her poppin pills to make the pain go away
She thinking bout the sun to make the rain go away
And she looking at the rope to make the blame go away

I'm just hoping that you miss me
Cause I'm really trying bra
Always feel like something's missing
When I think about us, think about us

Yeah
I'm losing weight cause I'm not eating the same
And I got bags under my eyes
Cause I'm not sleeping the same
Yeah
Tryna bring revelation and shit
And shout out all my niggas getting educated and shit
Yeah
And shout out all my niggas with their 9 to 5 jobs
Who still think about their dreams when they got some time off
Yeah
You hate your job but its better than being broke
And working minimum wage
Just to stay afloat
Your lifes gotta be worth more than R50 an hour
And when you turn to crime
They call you a coward
Yeah
That's just how it goes these days
I pray to God I'm blessed
And that my art still pays