Breathe

Oh

I don't think that they understand

None of this shit going on I really had planned

Not a lot of people out here doing shit like Zan

I really got caught up in the mix

That shit got me thinking back to days when I was just a kid

I had ambitions I had dreams and they was different than this

How did it come to this?

No I don't give a fuck 'bout no bitch no, no, no, no, no, no

But I used to

Thinking back to the days when I had you

This shits getting kinda hard I don't even remember what you sound like

I guess this what it had to come to

Even when you gone I hope you know I'm still around right

I'm looking at you from the view on cloud nine

I just hope you find your peace I think I found mine

Running up this bread I don't really got too much down time

Tell me what is down time?

I don't even know

Lately I been living on that road

I don't give a fuck 'bout no hoe

Motherfucka's talking down my name

Shits okay that's how it go

I ain't worried 'bout not fame

I'd rather worry 'bout my dough

Sitting in my hands I got the world

I'm telling myself 'Zan, you gotta let go of that girl

Sometimes it's

Shit I mean most times it's easier said than done

But after this I'm done

I'm done thinking 'bout you baby

I gotta go and do the things I'd say I do so I can be the me that I wanna be

I know I prolly sound too crazy but I'm climbing up to this view baby

When I get to the top hope I can still breathe