how far we've come

Cat's out the bag, we don't have a hero

Running out of time and money, I can see roses

Falling out the sky, I'm covered head to T-oe

Eleven out the pot, left hella for the re-up

I'm out of my mind making hundred out of zero

Our last gig on the road had me open

Counting by the head, it was seven hundred people

Hollering out lines I wrote on the way over

I was on a plane from LA on a layover

Tryna find a way to explain why I stay home

That was all I had when I lost my abuelo

Crawling out the bag like a bug out the mail

I feel I could roll like a stone downhill

Step into the fog, swam on like a whale

I should get the long-barrel gun off the shelf

All of my foes get along rather well

Sat out by the water, pulled my heart out and you left

I was alive, passed the test, took a rest

Turned to find out that somebody wasn't really who they said

It's a shame how far we've come to still burn down

How far we've come to still burn down

How far we've come to still burn down (yeah)

How far we've come to still burn down (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Thought if I didn't love me, then you wouldn't either

Did too much just as a teen for me to be a preacher

Still pourin' pints over scenic to show my guys I ain't leave 'em

I'm very healthy and clean, I don't look like what I seen

I scraped the polish off

We piled it on the times that my dreams would seem implausible

Another kite in the breeze

I'm sweepin' sawbucks up and sawdust, so I cough when I breathe

Lungs of a carpenter, holes in my palms and my feet

I had the line and all the hook, just needed knowledge to feed you

Couldn't find it in the books they say they hidin' from negros

I grabbed it hiding in the nooks of all my pride in my people

I'm your shrine and your sequel

When we divide it, look how far we came

This shit a comedy, a tragedy, that alternate

A nigga play it how it go because it's all the game

Nothin', but it all has changed