[Verse 1: Styles Nubian]
If my dreams are the future what was last night
Past life praying to God to get my path right
The hustlers I knew taught me to get my stash right
I'm my brother's keeper so I will til they act right
Ef wishing he had a father
Cypha saying words to his ain't an option
I'm in between that sh** preaching that love is the power
I know they honor this and they never will dishonor
That keeps me calmer and then I carry on
Very strong put my heart out on this very song
Devine human definition like the Charle Seddon
Mentalist out of this park like I'm Barry Bonds
Cause when it comes to spitting flows you can count me in
Styles Nubian got more bars then the county pin
Rowdy men running and kicking down your front doors
Styles on the mic't hispanic like Zoro
[Hook: Twi-Lite/Styles]
Life ain't nothing but a dream realize when you live it
Things ain't always what it seems
Keep Calm & Carry On (4 x)
[Verse 2: Twi-Lite]
I've alienated myself from everyone that I know
Cuz I've been searching I've been lost in space again
They always say I'm going crazy but what did I do
I'm faded and flunking school they degrade Lord save me end
I can feel it in my soul yearning freedom
Clothes my eyes and realize that sh** ain't always what it seems
I had a dream but then the consequence
Was an ambulance a blatant disregard for paying common sense
What's the common cents, the cardiac and ba**-line define my heartbeat
In a crisis and lately I've been so indecisive
n***a living Christ-less get the pen the paper light this
And Lord knows that a n** ain't living righteous
I pick up the pen and I then I write just
And what you'll die for and what you'll live for
Just had a friend that past away and now my heart mourns
But you can only burn a bridge when you're air born
[Hook: Twi-Lite/Styles]
Life ain't nothing but a dream realize when you live it
Things ain't always what it seems
Keep Calm & Carry On (4 x)
[Verse 3: Styles]
To all my hit hoes my murder mommys
I be in church telling the devil get behind me
What Imma say might get yall mad at me probably
Gospel rappers a wack lyrics are hella corny
There I go, elevating from the subject my conscience
Is being chased my thinking is the suspect
Still I try to work hard till the kingdom come
Showing love with a heart so cold you can freeze the sun
_
[Verse 3: Twi-Lite]
Yeah I freeze the sun and pa** the blunt
Then murder hoes and gain credits till my masters come
No seat belts on perform with an audience
And call shots like a king you obedient
Middle fingers up to media cuz they believe in ya
Then they be leaving ya so never tedious
Direct the context it's complex
They say we heartless but I just use my heart less
[Hook: Twi-Lite/Styles]
Life ain't nothing but a dream realize when you live it
Things ain't always what it seems
Keep Calm & Carry On (4 x)