Quincey White
Terminal Interpretation
[Dubb]
Im sitting at the gate
Waiting on my connecting flight
Be playing writing raps
Just reflectin on my life
If i could it right
Id with all mywrongs
Cause living with your mistakes
Thats what really make you grown
So why would i go back and make an edit
You dont know where you been
You dont know where you headed
They say the devil wins
Only if you let it
Cheatin death i been luckier
Than the number 7
Looking up at the clouds
Dad lookin down proud
Brennan graduated
Asia raisin aiden
Im still rapper slayin
Look just like my pops and
Got them ho's infatuated
And they infatuation got they
N***as out here hatin
Makin power moves i should go
Sign up with the masons
Chuckin up the diamond till im
Underneath the pavement
I value my soul i won't sell it to be famous
In my palace or my throne kiss the ring
Bitch i made it look
[hook]
Now bow your heads for a fucking king
Can I get a round of applause for my fuckin team
We out here shooting movies cutting scenes
Living out this reality but we killing dreams
Cause this is whatour dreams are made of
Self made n***a ain't no made us
I got up off my ass ain't got time to be laid up
Cause this what are dreams are made of