K.O. Beatz - Hurdles lyrics

I learned at a young age That just cuz you're young doesn't make you safe I was putting dirt on a grave Before I had grown old enough to shave Man, I could barely lift that shovel Was a struggle but the trouble that I felt soon doubled My dad died was I ten He was healthy and young and had a new girlfriend My mom never made amends Then six months pa**ed, I'm at a funeral again My uncle wasn't healthy like my father But the good die young, and the old die harder Wasn't a martyr; I ain't sacrifice a thing Might've been smarter to let myself feel the pain But instead I learned how to function Smile for the people who expect you to crumble And now I know That a hurdle hurts more If the hurdle is yours Let it go The hurt'll hurt a little bit more Little bit more The hurt'll hurt a little bit more Little bit more If the hurdle is yours Let it go I had always seen on TV What it's like to be weak That wasn't gonna be me I tried to be strong for my sister Our dad was gone and Mom didn't seem to miss him It was wrong how he left her Was it wrong how he left us? I didn't ever consider it That's just what d**h was Fast forward two years My mom sits me down to talk but it's just tears She tells me that my best friend Shaun Got hit by a car and he's dead, he's gone She cried and hugged me and I felt Nothin I was shocked I was scared I was 12 "So this is what my life is bout to be? I can make it I can take through these bouts," I believed Did I grieve? No, not really Too hurt to feel pain So I pretended I was healing And now I know That a hurdle hurts more If the hurdle is yours Let it go The hurt'll hurt a little bit more Little bit more The hurt'll hurt a little bit more Little bit more If the hurdle is yours Let it go Scarred but not scared 14 and fearless Nervous bout nothin Terrified and tearless Never cried Never shied away from tryin My motto became ‘if I'm not cryin, I'm lyin' Cuz pain woulda been real But my strength wasn't A man allows himself to feel hurt A child doesn't So when another friend died the next year Cuz he jumped off of a bridge I allowed myself to feel I grasped the meaning of temporary The cemetery was my secondary seminary And that's how I feel in February That power is helpful but pain is necessary To grow is to develop Develop can mean to break To break can mean to struggle And struggle can lead to strength So the lesson that I learned might sound strange But the real strength's ingrained in the pain And now I know That a hurdle hurts more If the hurdle is yours Let it go The hurt'll hurt a little bit more Little bit more The hurt'll hurt a little bit more Little bit more If the hurdle is yours Let it go