Why you holding on

You don't need that

They just feeding BS super strong

You don't eat that

They telling you that you is on your own

You believe that

You get everything you ever want

You can see that

But you feeling stripped cuz yo grip gripped tight

Now that grip is a fist, all you wanna do is fight

So your work don't work and your worth won't rise

You think you just 'bout your money, but you want what it can't buy

You can never sit alone cuz them voices so live

But you always on your own cuz you pushed 'em all aside

At least that's what you see when you look through closed eyes

Having a bad past contest like you 'bout to win a prize, like

I had it worse, no I had it worse

Naw man, I had it worse

Ummmm

Let go

You only scared cuz they told you you should be

You only there cuz they told you they would be

Why don't you care at what I told you you could be

Why you prepared for everywhere but where the good be

Yo life is like what you know you not gone like

But you must like it cuz you recite it every night like it's on mics

It's like you chained to what you foster

It's like yo brain is your impostor

It's like you glory in your story like your pain's your badge of honor

Let go

Why do you stay here

Let's go

Why do you play here

Let's grow

Why do you not do you

Instead dwell in the hell that you lived through

Uh, that's old

Remember, only the weak have enemies

And the strong have inner peace

Only the weak have enemies

And the strong have inner peace

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go, ay ay

What you holding on to

Guilt, pain, shame man that's what you don't do, naw

Ay, what you holding on for

Is pain what you wanna be known for

Man

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go

Let go

Ay, thinking that you woke but you still tired

Wanting God to take the wheel but you still drive

With yo half full glasses are you still blind

Yeah you look good but do you feel fine, ay

Yeah you look good but do you feel mine

It's yours, nothing is forced

Making these judgments 'bout life, who's your source

Feeling all mighty now you're like, ooh Lord

I need a victory

But let me ask you

Who are you without your history

Man

Everything is, nothing was

Created by, with, and for love

One more time

Everything is, nothing was

Created by, with, and for love

Let go