Baby we can get it done
Get the hell away from here
I think about it every day
The dream seems so far away
At this point what's the point all we do is avoid the cliche that comes with following your heart
Broke from love of art

(Broken back, bleeding heart, tired mind
Go to school, get a job, have a kid)

And why do I really know just what I want?
Will the hustle just all be for naught?
With the jump comes the faith in the fall

Do I really know just what I want?
With the jump comes the faith in the fall

I have a life I always dream about
After the nights of liquor when I bring my demons out
I get afraid sometimes and I can't seem to be around, or think about the nights I had my complete family around
But, that's how I got it
This life is what I live for so I'm going in like fuck it
Dreams of people listening to me don't make a ruckus
A team of Filipinos trying to reach a goal amongst this corruption and greed as seen in these scenes; I dream of these dreams like Martin Luther King
I bring to you my verses with a passion
I'm humble and I'm fresh now it's time to take some action
The main attraction: it's superficial and hyped, thrown in a booth, giving my life
Sharp as a blade that I stake with a knife and
I'm trying to be grateful but I'm chasing the light

But I always feel that I'm falling
Talking to fallen angels and I do it pretty often
We the stars that spangle when the lights out, ain't no time for fights now
I'm trying to meet the people I believe are in the right crowds
I'm like "How do I do this for the rest?"
When I'm the one that's working hard from try'na be the best
And I feel a fire in my chest, the only time I'm resting is the moment that I'm dead
So if you think I've thrown away my life and I'm a wreck
I'll be that guy that saves you drowning, throwing you a vest

Predetermined lives, dreams swept aside
To the corner of your mind, where you ruminate all night
Everything is a blur, we are shaken, and stirred
To believe that our worth is the price of our shirts
Dropping verses, versions of our own way to deal
With a world so obsessed with a world more than real
You define your success
As you choose where to step
If I break both my legs, I will crawl 'til I can

Do I really know just what I want?
Will the hustle just all be for naught?
With the jump comes the faith in the fall

You define your success
As you choose where to step
If I break both my legs, I will crawl 'til I can

You define your success
As you choose where to step
If I break both my legs, I will crawl 'til I can