Smallsteps

By Medhane

On Own Pace

Released on November 12, 2019

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[Verse]

T’s like walking on a burnt bridge

All them years i ain’t learn shit

City like a furnace i be seekin out my purpose

Hard to read me like some cursive

Stress put me thru the worst shit New burden

Stepping over serpents never nervous

Sweeter when you earned it

Put the work in deeper than the surface

Birds chirpin while the world turning

Opened up the curtains

Squintin in the sun

Sippin till i’m numb

Need little bit of a love why these niggas giving up

Slipping till my niggas pick me up

When the kid was in a rut wasn’t nobody there

Devil in my ear but i stay aware

Niggas scary they be moving out of fear

Reason i be moving wit my peers

Hindsight make it clear when the foresight lack

Look back, perusing the facts

True to the path even when it twist

Kept it solid when my pride got chipped

In the pit, had to climb out

Took time just to find routes

Had to climb out

Took time just to find routes

Takin small steps

Trippin trippin i ain't fall yet

More time, more stress