Song Lyrics

She came in the door
Ready to go
But fucked up
And I didn't even know
Asking me "Hey Dee, wanna try this blow?"
I'm like, “no”
"Then why are you rappin' for?"
For the love and how it's grown
Mama asking when I'm coming home
I write these raps to show I can survive on my own
But get out the way
I'm coming for the throne
It's on


This is for the
Love of what we do
There is no time for rest
We’re coming for you
This is for the
Love of what we do
There is no time for rest
We’re coming for you

Success is a dream
And failure is a nightmare
Success is a dream
And failure is a nightmare
If you believe in you
You can go anywhere
Success is a dream
And failure is a nightmare



Mama, I'll be gone through December
Up in high school
We were always changing members
Do you remember
The start of Neurotic November?
Thought we would fall, yelling timber
But we're stretching at the show
Getting limber
While you're failing at love on Tinder
Now you're getting mad me?
Temper, temper
You don't want these hands, boy
I won't fail boy
I'll bring it straight to your house
Like the mail boy
I don’t care boy
Do it here boy
I'll throw your ass around
Like a toy boy

You aren't gonna let this ruin me
What I'm supposed to be
You aren't gonna let this ruin me
What I'm supposed to be

Mama said you may never write the greatest album of all time
But if you can reach a few people that's fine.
If I never reached anyone, I know I tried
And I can live with that even after I've died

I've died

Jamal Wright, Louis Suffront

The duration of 2004 - Present is 3:03 minutes and seconds.