Searching for Forever

Yeah

Muffled voices talking loud

Been talking to myself like "what the fuck they talking 'bout"

And you can tell who struggled when the teacher called them out

More talking on the low, these niggas scared to talk aloud

Faced problems on the road, I saw them try to walk around

But when they finally get around them I'll be lost in the mirage

But aren't we all chasing something? I'll be damned if I slow down

When my life was throwing curves, my biggest fears was on the mound

Cut the dramatics out, what matters is who want it more

I live up to my name I'm fighting battles and internal wars

I do not play this game to get pats on my back or earn awards

Anxiety been... I need to meditate and journal more

My vision don't align with helping white men reach they bottom line

To wake up chugging coffee just to make it through my 9 to 5

From here on out I'm done with waiting round, I can't waste the time

This mountain I'm facing, fuck it if it ain't safe to climb

I'm destined for greatness I'm

My dawg

The realest niggas that I know

Tell me what I need to hear, especially when I need it most

And remind me where I've been when there's still so much left to go

I'll forever keep 'em close

From foggy garages and water bottles

The bongs was numbing our tolerances

And sitting arguing over who prolly starting with kids first

Years later, Brandon and Roddy fathers and shit

And knowing them without a doubt they sons and daughters is set

I reflect on them days

Jordan 4s, Nike Techs

Hoop dreams, training camps, getting cut, I'm upset

Fuck the coach, writing bars in my notes

Holding them back from the world

Dom was like, "Bro let's go, you up next!"

Man every morning we would link

At the breakfast tables before our classes

4 tardies each, if the bell start ringing we hauling ass

Some kids behind us was knocking pencils freestyling

I would just listen close like if I start spitting, I'm running laps

Around these niggas, but too afraid of my own potential

One day some kid pointed at me like "G we heard you rap!"

Heard Dom say "he nice too!", I'm not ready

My palms sweaty, knees weak, arms heavy

Said fuck it, got up out my seat and heard the

1,2, 1,2

Suddenly the silence filled the lunch room

I said, "um... My name is Gihad, flow the nicest

They say I'm bound to blow but keep it low they'll think I'm ISIS

Uh, driven but still don't got my license

And y'all ain't seeing son like working night shifts

Long nights just turn to days, I can't tell, I work a life shift

It's just a matter of time

Y'all bound to see just how my life shifts"

Shit, the bell ringing bro lets go!

I got like 3 tardies already if I get detention one more time

My pops said he's taking my phone for a month!

Hurry up bruh!

Hurry up!