Young Man Pt.3 Lyrics

(Verse)
All I wanted was money, music, succes
But I found myself sewing through mess
A mountain of stress
Even the blessed they fall like all of the rest
Hard to separate your mind from the pain you feel in your chest
Sit at this desk writing,steady dukes lightning
Dripping blood in his blackberry the I writing
Fighting depression 'cause time is an essence
Feel like a bottle floating in the ocean
It's message is trapped inside,I don't wanna die
Sometimes I think it 'cause I love this shit too much alive
Feel like I'm sinking ,just this drinking catching up on me
Every weekend got another one in love with me
The fuck was I thinking, I'm tired of breaking these hearts
Tired of looking for starts
All I wanted was music,this shit is seeming so hard
I do it by any means,the future is never lost
By future I mean my destiny take it at any cost
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(Hook)
Young man,
This chase me,I flow
He writes every night
Young man,
Different from the world
Turned to someone chasing
I ain't even know
Writes every night
Pain turned to blood
Then pain turned to gems

(Verse)
I said dreams and darkness created a spark
From the shit that I write
Light's dim but his future is bright
Someone told me,and he told me not everbody's your homie
Takes a little succes, those friends is now foam
He was right ,ready to take flight I owe who
Mike, I do this for real, now let me show you
My life is this music shit, everything else is actually blessed
The one I envy,jealousy is ever better 'cause it fills me
Makes me work harder ,think smarter
I don't need anybody to hold my hand
And it's crazy what you said 'cause I tought you were my means
My friend, my own head, OG my big brother we rock shows together
Ask you for advice you would help me through the weather
Things change,seasons are the same
I wish you all the best, I hope you get in this game
Young man

(Hook)
Young man,
This chase me,I flow
He writes every night
Young man,
Different from the world
Turned to someone chasing
I ain't even know
Writes every night
Pain turned to blood
Then pain turned to gems
Young man
Young man
Young man